The Same River Twice
Robin at Now Smell This asked me after my first Santa Fe post whether I had managed to “go home again” with any degree of success, having been away for so long and given my high hopes for my… Continue Reading
Robin at Now Smell This asked me after my first Santa Fe post whether I had managed to “go home again” with any degree of success, having been away for so long and given my high hopes for my… Continue Reading
I´m not dead – just off to Maine. Which some of you would say is the same thing … well, I´m back now, anyway. In my haste to pack the Ship of Fools and prepare for a trip during which… Continue Reading
About the time most of you read this, we’ll be on a plane back for the United States. Forgive any typos and misspelling because I’m in a hurry to make sure I get this posted! Where did we leave off? … Continue Reading
Don’t overpack. You wind up living on about 1/4 of what’s in your suitcase. I’m only bringing that 1/4 next time and washing it in the sink. It’s not that I packed that heavy, but…. everything weighs more when you… Continue Reading
Isn’t there some sort of law that nobody should have to live in hotel rooms with boys? I’ve somewhat insulated myself from my sons’ messiness with a big house, confining the limits of leaving socks draped over chairs and boxers… Continue Reading
Today we´re cleaning off the porch. It seemed like the right time – June the first, and the first real day I´ve felt like it was warm enough to want to go sit out there and read. Any of you… Continue Reading
There is something almost soul stealing about long flights. You start the trip so excited… then the excitement gives way to zombie-like lack of sleep and exhaustion from changing planes, schlepping luggage, never drinking enough fluids, meandering around soulless airports, seeing… Continue Reading