st louis city museum

If you’re interested in thousands of feathers suspended from the ceiling, hundreds of feet of metal cages and bubbles for climbing that are suspended two, three, five stories in the air, random pieces of architecture stripped from old buildings, vintage signs that are just too good to get rid of, pieces of old ships, displays that teeter on the line of cute and creepy, disturbing … Continue reading st louis city museum

sisters’ weekend

I have two sisters. I’m the youngest, the tallest, the worst cook, the only one with curly hair. With my older sisters, I was raised on a pig farm, giggling, bike riding, teasing, suffering through 4-H, listening to a fair amount of “Girls, we don’t act that way toward our sisters” (© Mom 1970s-present), bean walking, and crying while Dad taught us how to drive … Continue reading sisters’ weekend