For the past 35+ years, Cindy Ross has found peace, happiness, and a sublime sense of contentment while walking and cycling the endless trails that … Continue Reading
A FANTASTIC CAMP OUT WEEKEND AT THE NEW RINGGOLD BOY SCOUT CAMP!
Tickets are available for River House’s fabulous Dinner/Dance & Auction on Veteran’s Day!!!
Schuylkill River Trail Part Two
Schuylkill River Trail Part One
GIFTS FROM THE GAMELANDS- A Lifetime of Memories on One Three-mile Loop Trail
Killing for a Reason: Killing for No Reason
A fish, a placenta, a peach tree, a bear, and the returning bees.
When Your Child Turns into a Long-Distance Hiker Too
Facebook “Friends” are Truly Friends- this proves it
I received a private message on FB the other day, from one of my “friends.” “Cindy, I have a naturally made salve that I think would help you. It is made by an Amish woman beyond Lancaster and she grows everything in her gardens. I will be happy … Continue Reading Facebook “Friends” are Truly Friends- this proves it
Another Angel Passes- Kenny Wessner- my first landlord
THE LOW POINT on the Great Divide Mountain Bike Trail
TWICE ROBBED
TWICE ROBBED….. We had to pass through my Uncle Joe Borzellino’s barber shop on Schuylkill Avenue in Reading, in order to visit my Grandmother’s home. The barber shop was located in the first room of their row home where my Grandmom lived with her second of three sons and his … Continue Reading TWICE ROBBED
The Mama I’ve Wanted to Become
“Never Give up your Dream”
Pockets Full of Peanuts and Dad’s company
My father used to shell peanuts on his drive up to Potter County, God’s Country, where our family hunting camp was. He was adept. Driving a big station wagon loaded with four active kids, and a comatose wife, drugged up with Dramamine to prevent car sickness, who was good for … Continue Reading Pockets Full of Peanuts and Dad’s company
Missing Out at Easter (or so it seemed)
Originally posted on Cindy Ross:
Sound travels as if there were no walls or ceilings in our log home. Todd and I were in the bathroom taking a bath Thursday before Easter and I was whining, for I had recently learned that my son would not be home for the…
