Crawlspace Caper

Last month, I took you on a journey through a schoolhouse crawlspace. If you read that post, you probably realized that I’m not all that particular in my pursuit for treasure. I’ll explore a dusty crawlspace, pick through a bottle dump, wade through a creek… Continue Reading

Cobweb Crown

My mother-in-law loves telling the story of “Jocelyn and the Moth.” The story goes a little like this… One crisp autumn morning in 2011, our small family of three combined forces with my husband’s family of four. The seven of us piled snugly… Continue Reading

The Murderous Mill

We live in this ass-backwards society where its perfectly acceptable to blame inanimate objects for the actions of stupid people. For instance: Guns shoot people. Spoons make people fat. Pencils misspell words. Cars drive drunk. And now, this one–this is an instant… Continue Reading

The Underestimate-able Digger

I am an enigma. The more I interact with experienced diggers and historians, I’ve begun to realize that strangers have a tendency to underestimate me. I’m underestimate-able. You aren’t likely to find underestimate-able in the dictionary–however–I do like the ring of… Continue Reading

Rain? You Mean Relic Primer.

Summer is gone, but she went out kicking and screaming. These past few weeks were downright brutal. The earth was baked solid–concealing the good signals and testing my patience for digging plugs. Also, I might be taking this one a bit too personal… but I’m… Continue Reading

The Button Conundrum

We all have that property that we gawk at but can never muster the courage to approach. For the longest time, my unapproachable permission was a brick farmhouse on a hill. I drove by this house every day for years, but something… Continue Reading

Trickle of Time

Saturday, we visited my family in Central NY. We were up at 4:20AM, out the door by 5:00AM, and rolling into Fabius around 10AM. My great aunt’s service was a intended to be a celebration of life–complete with a bubble maker,… Continue Reading