Looks like we got a little carried away with our Ugly Sweater Contest!Read More
I guess these photos are my payoff for taking so many of them!Read More
Always start with the iconic photo... September 21, 2017 My first Road Scholar TourRead More
I love camping. You may have noticed this if you've been reading my blog. And even though I've sold my motorhome (The Beast), I still want to go camping. Fortunately, I belong to an organization of like-minded women called Sisters on the Fly, and there are many different trips that the group organizes each year.Read More
This island lies off the coast of Roscoff, Brittany. Depending which map you consult, it is surrounded by The Irish Sea, The North Atlantic, or The English Channel.Read More
Clear skies over Northern FranceRead More
I'm sending this out as a separate post, because it was another side of Paris--not the usual one you see in the postcards. I will let the images speak for themselves.Read More
J'aime Paris!Read More
This post is a blast from the past...Inspired by all the houses I've seen being raised in Long Beach.Read More
I am so lucky to have this branch of my family tree growing nearby in the Hudson Valley now, instead of hours away via jet plane in Florida. Last week I went up for a visit and it was non-stop fun. Because what is more fun than one toddler? TWO toddlers, of course!Read More
I went to the Brooklyn Museum with my friend Jude to see the Georgia O'Keefe show. The mosaics below are in the Eastern Parkway subway station at the museum. What a fabulous use of architectural elements! I wonder if they're from buildings that were being torn down?Read More
The family schedule is just a bit complicated on Tuesdays, so I take the railroad out to Long Beach, NY to help out.Read More
The Beast in her new home.Read More
You know I’ve made my way back to my apartment in The West Village. But it must seem like I fell off the edge of a map marked ”Here Be Dragons.” Once you’ve written a travel blog, it seems strange to write about “my stationary life here in NYC.“Read More
One of the important things about any journey is the homecoming.
I drove up the hill of the George Washington Bridge, and when I saw that Manhattan skyline, I began to cry. Tears of relief—I’d done it—and returned safely, tears of joy and pride—there’s no place in the country like it—my stinky old New York. I imagine I’ll have some moments of “when did this happen?” Like Bilbo returning to the Shire, but rather than being able to correct what seems wrong, I’ll need to adapt.Read More
I used to drive people crazy when we were quietly reading, or working in the same space, because I talk to myself a little bit. At the completion of a task, I might mumble, “Alrighty then,” or, “Okay!” or “Moving right along,” or some silly phrase from an ancient Monty Python episode. I also have an impressive collection of “Hmm’s, Umm’s,” and “what the hells?”Read More
I loved the Upper Peninsula. My friend Steve is a Michigander, and he sent me an email with lots of suggestions for things to do and see when I’d visit his state. Including:Read More
• Lake Superior ... the statistic that floors me, is that the surface area of this lake is roughly the same size as the state of Maine!
• the lake holds 10% of the world's fresh surface water that is not frozen in a glacier or ice cap.
• is the largest freshwater lake in the world by surface area and the third largest by volume (Lake Baikal in Siberia and Lake Tanganyika in East Africa contain more water).
epic |ˈepik| noun a long poem, typically one derived from ancient oral tradition, narrating the deeds and adventures of heroic or legendary figures or the history of a nation.Read More
After my Interstate 5 exit lane zebra stripes visit with Tony, I got back on the road, and finally made it to the SEA-TAC airport to pick up my pal RJ. We drove up to the dock at Anacortes, and were ferried over to Orcas Island where we had four nights in the West Beach Resort. It was really sweet to have a friend from home come out to join me, since I was becoming a bit road weary.Read More