On today’s agenda: Blue Ridge Parkway and Natural Bridge, VA then on to stay in Harrisonburg. We have fallen into a comfortable routine. Each evening when we land in whatever hotel we find – as true wanderers we refused to be tethered to exact locations each night – we schlep our suitcase, cooler and computer … More Majestic Views and Special Sauce
There’s something that happens as women age. There’s a settling of cells. Thoughts and ideas begin to coalesce into a comfortable belief system. The picture of who we are begins to come into focus. This is how it has been for me anyway. I am constantly challenged, of course, but I’m more open to others … More I Wander Therefore I Am
The end of Day Three was less than triumphant. After a liesurely, delicious, and a little late, lunch in Franklin, North Carolina we head toward Asheville. I’m excited. In all my travels, in living in Virginia, going to college in North Carolina and living in South Carolina I had never been to this artists mecca. … More We Did Asheville All Wrong
Last fall I embarked on a 10 day road trip. The impetus of this trip was to pick up a few bronze statues from my sister in Pennsylvania. She was letting go of an impressive Buddha collection and asked if I was interested. I was. But shipping them to Florida would rival the cost of … More Somewhere in the Deep South
I have been terribly remiss in my sharing. I have spent more time over on Instagram and Facebook seeking instant gratification avoiding the longer form I so love. It’s not that I haven’t been wandering. Last fall I took a 10 day road trip up to Pennsylvania to see my sisters and cousins, taking back … More I Should be Committed
To me the word Serenity conjures anything that allows me to exhale. Sigh. Release. Relax. Be present. For me that’s nature. Living in Florida has afforded me the incredible gift of a close personal relationship with the outdoors. We have no mountains, and rarely snow, but we have mysterious swamps and glistening white sand beaches, … More Serenity
Ft. Christmas, Florida. Nothing says Florida quite like beautiful old oak trees heavy with Spanish moss.
Long Island, Bahamas. While in search of straw hats on this relatively remote island in the Bahamas we stumbled upon this relic. Like so many other buildings on this island, this one was damaged beyond repair during a hurricane most of us in the US never really heard about. The damage to this particular … More Cross
There’s nothing quite like following a hot, humid path in the forest and having it lead here. Long Island, Bahamas.
I am lucky enough to live not much more than an hour away from the Ocala National Forest in central Florida. There, on beautiful Lake Kerr, is a yoga institute that I frequent. This young buck was raised by humans across the street from the institute when it was orphaned. He loves human contact and … More Oh Deer
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