George Carlin once asked, “Where is the blue food?” In Boone, my friend. At $5 per gallon, we can’t resist going back for more. We can always freeze them for later, after all!

Check out this crazy moss that was growing on some of the branches.

Over the mountain to the left is a church built in 1842, and we listened to the evening bells chime as we gathered berries. Life is good.

Our tomatoes are finally getting big, so I took a few photos of them. Are you growing anything this year?

Here are a few photos we took yesterday. We had SO much fun at this wedding!

Congratulations, Bethany and Zeb! You guys rock!

For so many people, buying their first home signifies a transition into adulthood that walks hand-in-hand with marriage. We all have that image of a white picket fence and the groom carrying the bride over the threshold; it’s practically a staple of the American Dream. Although I share that sentiment, I have to tell you that I never imagined that dream one day coming true by uttering the words, “I live in a yurt.”

A what? A yurt. Rhymes with squirt. The shape and structure of a yurt is actually based off the dwellings of nomadic Mongolians. Okay, so the name sounds funky and they’re somewhat reminiscent of a hobbit dwelling, but who cares? These babies are affordable, easy to build and can withstand blizzards and hurricanes alike.

We don’t live in one just yet. We’re still saving, looking for the right plot of land, arguing over which ways to cut costs. But I thought I’d share our little dream with you guys, humble as it is! What are your plans for the hearth you’ll share with your significant other?

Here are a few photos from Leia and Brian’s nuptials! So much to love about this wedding: the people, the venue, the dancing, the food… Congrats on your new life together, guys! We’re so happy we could be part of your day.