My poetic tribute to humidity:
Oh, humidity, how I hate you. I have not missed you. I despise you. Oh, humidity. Continue reading
I know, I know. Super dramatic title, right? Can’t you just feel the drama? Is it humming through your veins; like that insanely suspenseful build up to a book’s climax that leaves you sitting on edge? Continue reading
Winter is finally here!!! Real, honest to goodness snow – the kind that actually stays for more than 3 hours before it melts – finally fell here in Virginia last Tuesday and this past Saturday: I’m as giddy as a fat kid in a candy store!
If you were to ask my mother what her version of “camping” or “roughing it” is, she’d tell you it’s renting a room at the Holiday Inn (American ones aren’t necessarily as nice as European ones). I, on the other hand, would tell you it’s being out amongst nature or staying in a rustic or “primitive” cabin in the middle of winter.
Hall-frickin-lujah! I finally managed to escape the confines of my house in early November. Yes. It took me a month to write about it: judge all you want.
I love trees. This is not an unknown fact to most of my friends, but I love tree bark even more. Continue reading
It appears spring sprang in the mid-Atlantic while I was away traipsing about foreign lands. Odd, given it snowed the night before I left.
You can find this beautiful, incredibly fragrant, dark purple lilac bush at George Washington’s boyhood home, Ferry Farm, in Virginia.
With The Greekanese out west for a couple weeks and Hiking Buddy catching up on school work, I thought for sure I’d be relegated to hiking alone. Continue reading
My favorite little Heathen came to visit with her parents this last weekend, thus, making me the happiest Auntie on the face of the planet. Even more so when all I heard coming from that little munchkin’s mouth was, “Auntie”, “Auntie”, “Auntie! Come here, Auntie!” Continue reading