‘‘In the 1800s there were rivers in California, that no matter how many times you put your pan in the water, you came up with gold. Geena is one of those rivers. The girl can cook!”

meet geena



Sunday’s Pickins 

Okra. Eggplant. Zinnias. Ornamental Corn.

That’s The Thing About Small Farm Towns…

No one told me that when I moved to this no-stop-light-town I would be blessed with so many great relationships. No one also told me that I would experience so much heart ache & loss. See the thing about these tiny little farm towns is that the younger generation, the “me generation” wants nothing to do […]

Memorial Day Weekend

Our photos tell stories. But not scary ghost stories. I mean, like, the stories that dreams are made of. 

Softball mom — for a night 

This morning I left the house at 5:00 to get to the gym. I always pack my bag & load my car the night before…However I was way more excited about checking cows in the dark that I completely forgot to iron my dress… I chose the wrinkled dress & no hair brush for the […]


Every Saturday & sometimes Sunday Rays old, flat bed,bright blue, Ford pick up  pulls into the driveway to pick me up. Ray is {one} of my dads out here & watches out for me always. It gets pretty tough not having my dad out here & I definitely wouldn’t have made it this long without […]