When the Frost is on the Punkin

There are two kinds of people in the world: those who refuse to acknowledge Christmas until December, and those who have been playing Bing Crosby since October. Whichever side of the spectrum you fall on, I know you’ll enjoy this week’s fall-related poem. It’s a classic by James Whitcomb Riley called “When the Frost is on the Punkin.” Go grab your pumpkin spice latte or your peppermint mocha and give it a read.

My Side of the Mountain

Every child goes through it at some point. Some people never outgrow it. And a rare few actually do something about it.
I’m talking about the thirst for adventure, the desire to break from civilization and live toe-to-toe with nature. Twelve-year-old Sam Gribley did more than feel the call; he answered it. In the children’s classic “My Side of the Mountain,” young and old can experience action, adventure, and enjoyment through the eyes of this young trail blazer.
See for yourself in this week’s short post!