Predictably unpredictable, you know, life.

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The Cast and Crew

An original drawing of "Bliss" by the Woodsman

The writer you all know and love has been around the blog realm for many moons. May I introduce, the Blondest. The author of the blog The Eternal Mystery That is My Brain.

She likes playing cello, walks in the woods and bonfires — but not at the same time.

Blondest is a Twin Cities transplant to the Mountains and woods and much prefers it that way. She still enjoys watching hockey fights on youtube.


The Woodsman (featured right) and outdoors enthusiast can work his way through building a cabin or fixing an RV or just make a shelter in the woods. 

Ladles and gentlespoons, may I introduce, the Woodsman.

He enjoys hunting, fishing, shooting, brewing — not at the same time — and canoodling with his Blondest.





    The Wolves…well not really, but we like to call them that.

    They are Arna (left) Sabot (right). They’re each from their own respective purebred breeders.

    Arna is an all black German Shepard from southern Minnesota and Sabot is a (maligator oh wait did I type that) I mean a Belgian Malinois from the Ozark's in Missouri. Arna is obsessed with tennis-balls, while Sabot is more of a stick connoisseur. Both are Über protective.


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