The truth about little red riding hood and the wolf. I was deep in the forest and it was getting dark, light was running scarce. Only my red cloak and hood shielded me from the fierce cold. There was a crackle behind me, I couldn’t help but feel something was following me. I looked around
Fishing camp by canemont
Tina and her hubby flew to a remote lake in Wisconsin to get the fishing camp ready for fishing season. My friend Tina told me this story. It is true. She has lots of stories and I hope to publish them soon. Here is Tina’s story:My husband’s buddy owns a fishing camp in Northern Wisconsin
Camp Lost-in-the-Weeds
I am not sure why all this came to be, but I have no regrets.Every Memorial Day weekend, my kids and I set up Camp Lost-in-the-Weeds.Camp Lost-in-the-Weeds is our large tent set up in the weeds in the small backyard of our townhouse.This particular year, my wife wasn’t up to sleeping out with us. I