HerE in the SouTH, certain things are held sacred…giving thanks, FriDAY night FootBALL gaMES, and homemade buttermilk biscuits cooked in the oldest cast-iron skillet you can imagine. DaD’s been perfecting his bread recipes for…
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chapter 7: HoME on the RaNGE…the big ReVEAL, moonlight MarSHMaLLow RoasT, & cowgirl campfire singin’
s’mores under the moonlight, dances with GypSIES, & the big ReVEAL 2 MiRANDA….there’s still soooo much to tell about our past month or so of craziness… and by the way…here’s a pic of me driving…
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“i like to dream…right between my sound machine, on a cloud of sound, i drift in the night. any place it goes is right, goes far, flies near, to the stars away from here.”…
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we have a confession: it involves rhinestones. and curtains. and a mexican batea. and a cowboy… NoW that MiRANdA has seen her 1953 FLyING CLouD AiRSTreAM transformed into a CoSMIC COwGiRL SaLoon on WhEELS…we’re…
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LaWDY, LaWDY…it’s been sooo long! as y’all may have guessed, our ‘out in the middle of nowhere’ internet connection left me the day after the last post, never to return. soooo here we are, [a…
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We’ve got a long ways to go and a short time to get there but here’s a little peek at what’s been going on the past few days… (and by the way, out here…
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so here we are … down in WaRREnTON, teXAS … where the antiques are endless, the country air is deliriously intoxicating, and the junKers are all just happy to be here. every spring and fall,…
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soooo as if this AiRSTReaM projeCt wasn’t already a bit of a RoLLER coaster ride, we received a late night phone call the night before our final day of work giving us an OFFiCIAL change…
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For those that have been to JuNK GypSY JunK-O-RaMA prom, you know all the magically crazy, wonderfully beautiful, and sublimely ethereal stories you hear are true…and for those that haven’t, here’s a little history on how it all…