The measure of a good trip lies in the eyes of the beholder. As I age, I find myself looking for the path less traveled,… ( Read More )
Simply blessed
A dear friend recently reminded me how easily, and often, one can take for granted the blessings of life. I am thankful for my home… ( Read More )
never too late to remember…
The words “Memorial Day” caught my attention as we took our seats in the church sanctuary. I was impressed that someone had the presence of… ( Read More )
Tiny House
I enjoy watching programs about tiny houses. I totally “get” the concept; a simpler lifestyle, less to clean, the necessities and comforts of home with… ( Read More )
All Aboard!
As I write this, we are rolling through Northern Illinois, watching the scenery roll slowly by. Our return to Chicago aboard the California Zephyr marks… ( Read More )
so good so far…
Travel must surely be the litmus test of one’s propensity for morning function. I have never professed to be a “morning person.” “Mourning person” is… ( Read More )
sand in me toes…
The first time I played on a beach was in the Northeast, on Lake Erie. There, in the slight chill of the May ocean breeze,… ( Read More )
pretty shiny things…
With every vacation comes the thought that I will write prolifically. I love to write and never go far without paper (or wordpad). I envision… ( Read More )
dinner possible…
My first foray into grocery shopping abroad was less than a success in my book. We had a good meal, but I could have bought… ( Read More )
tourista
Anyone who knows us very well knows we like to eat. We aren’t finicky; we like everything from good old down-home comfort food to gourmet… ( Read More )