It was one of those weekends where everything I wrote sounded like drivel.
So I’m doing the wise thing and going pictorial.
Traded in my fat bike for one that fits me like a glove.
This was our first time out and I’m feelin’ the bike love.
I’m a little embarrassed about yesterday’s post. I’m a quiet, private kind of girl. A Zen dog — the kind of dog that Maery needs. Latte on the other hand is a Zany dog. She and Maery are a bit too alike to be good for each other in large doses. The whole bathroom thing…
Staying home is starting to get to me. Up to now, things haven’t felt very different from how I normally conduct my life. When I look out my window or go for my walks, nothings strikes me as particularly unusual. The main difference in my life is the difficulty of getting groceries, and even that…
The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful. — E.E. Cummings, poet (1894-1962) Such crazy weather this summer — lots of rain, sticky hot, then shiveringly cool, knock-you-over winds that come out of nowhere, then sunshine, blue skies and peace. Here’s a sample of clouds from last Thursday where the weather wasn’t quite sure what it wanted…
My Adoptive Mom, son, and niece Happy Mother’s Day to all the Mom’s out there! I hope you got a good breakfast and maybe some flowers out of it. From the time I was little until the last Mother’s Day my Mom was in her house, it was a tradition to buy her plants and…
Over and over, I walk the paths near home, alongside the Mississippi. Follow the river… Isn’t that what lost people are told? As I walk, I wonder how far the water has traveled and where it will go. Does it end up back in the clouds? Will it rain down to the river to travel…
As I begin this post about what I love about Minnesota winters, it’s 5 degrees fahrenheit outside, with a real feel of -13, thanks to wind gusts up to 32 mph.
