Recharged First, our apologies. Well, it’s really Gretchen’s apology, but since I’m in charge of this blog, I get to make it. The apology, that is. Here’s how it went down: Every morning we get up. Really early. In fact,…
She Did What? I love Gretchen. I love her dearly, but she came home tonight with over a hundred and fifty photographs from our work today. What am I supposed to do with that? Does she know how long it…