A home for little Shanas everywhere

The house where I grew up - my room is the attic, with the open skylight.





My dad holding his beloved kitty, Alma.














The best steak in the world - raised locally and grilled perfectly (char on the outside - dark pink on the inside...
how does he do it?)








Templar Road...dust then mud then ruts then ice. I miss it so.



At home.