smoking is disgusting
The whole bathroom is knee-deep in tarnation.
surprise gift from the last (dead) resident
A friendly ghost leaves a gift from the Great Beyond.
art opening Friday night
We check out our first gallery in Staunton and eat swanky, delicious food just a short walk from home.
first before/after: the mailbox
Our house was abandoned for about six months before we moved in — “oh dear,” said the woman who sold it to me after we’d signed the paperwork, “I was afraid no one would buy it since the last tenant died there”. Eeek! Regardless, we felt it was critical to signal that someone lives here [...]
the importance of “eating local”
We go to a free screening of “King Corn” hosted by Staunton’s newly-forming food co-op, Valley Market, and grass-fed meat purveyor, Backdoor Butcher.
Staunton Farmers Market
We’ve got a new Saturday morning tradition! This weekend we marked our second trip to the Staunton Farmers Market. I bought a hanging basket last week. Saturday I bought a bunch of flowers. I don’t know much about flowers, but, I know a good local market when I see it. Here’s a link to the [...]
Can you survive small-town life?
Five elements I wanted in our “New Ruralism” experience.
