It’s been one of those Murphy’s Law sort of weeks—the kind where if something can go wrong, it surely tries to. But when you work...

We've reached the "dog days" of summer. There are a dozen scents that need to be followed (tasks that are calling our names), but truly...

I was fortunate to spend a week in the desert for my dear friend's birthday in mid-February. It was Modernism Week in Palm Springs, and...

How's Grandma Grace doing? Funny you should ask...we were just in for a cheeseburger lunch with her this week. I hope when I'm 91, I'm...

Grandma Grace has had quite a publicity run this past year! First there was the NPR interview on Minnesota Now. Then, a front page spread...

We hosted our first ice-fisherman over the New Year's holiday in our new winter rental, Cabin 8. They were incredibly nice fellows and...

Grandma Grace, the most experienced, lives in Roseau now, which might as well be a state away at times. My folks, Bill and Linda, the...

The story of how Cabin 7 came to be is a simple yet quite magical story in my mind. I had been dreaming of the resort for at least two...

My fingers are cold in The Post as I type this. Even wrapping my hands around my coffee cup does little to warm them in this cold Fall...