Day 5 – Sitka Click to View Sitka Map I felt like I was playing a horrible game of Bingo hoping and praying for number 17 to be called. There was no consistent pattern of time between the numbers being called and no apparent groupings: “Now calling numbers 2, 3, 4.” Time passed. We sat…
May was a whirlwind month with a work event I was tasked with. We also traveled to the Brushy Mountains of NC for a family reunion on my Dad’s side. You might remember when Ryder and I went last fall for apple picking. Speaking of Ryder, in addition to his birthday excursion to California in…
When I opened the box from New York in April, expecting the fun travel pillows from Mohawk Valley’s affiliated company, Crooked Brook, I didn’t expect to receive one of the best honeys I have truly ever tasted! Mohawk Valley’s raw goldenrod honey looks like a melted lollipop in a jar. Fogged with the natural properties that…
Fresh jammies speckled with printed white puppies. Red boots too clean for any kid’s preference. His soft curls swirling his head could only stay clean but so long. Like a freshly bathed dog, the desire for mud to be reintroduced to his pores was instant. Cody found the puddle, the slick brown mud, and I…
It was Sunday morning, our final day in San Francisco. The white fog was comfy on the hills beyond the condo’s windows. Sutro Tower was nowhere in sight. A sweet redheaded pal lay beside me with patterned breaths.