Love Letter

My dearest Ljubljana, It has been just over three years since I last sat with you and I still think of you often. I remember when we first met. I had just come off an hour train ride that stopped for too long between countries, so the passport inspectors could try to intimidate us with … More Love Letter

Before the Birds

Just on the other side of the French doors, past the artificial light from the bronze lamp with the burlap shade, beyond the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and the warmth of a settled home dotted with breakfast-drowsy pets, lies my motivation for rising before the birds. A pair of estate sale wicker chairs with … More Before the Birds

Writing Out Loud

I’ve so many saddles to get back in: writing, exercising, home organizing, self-care, computer clean-up, but rather than choosing one place to start I imagine the whole lot as a giant pile-up on the highway with no shoulder, no movement and I have to pee. But not yet badly enough. Travel is a great illuminator … More Writing Out Loud

Meeting Royalty

  Sometimes getting in the car and driving in one direction for a couple of hours is all you need for a new perspective. It felt like time for a road trip so we did what we normally do: pick a direction, find a town we’d like to check out and go for it. This … More Meeting Royalty

The Periwinkle Door

I needed just three states to complete my eastern seaboard map: New Hampshire, Vermont and Maine. Only Vermont remains. Last week I accompanied a friend to New Hampshire to visit some of her family. I volunteered to go, as is my way. Sometimes I get a yes, sometimes a thanks but no thanks. My feelings … More The Periwinkle Door

Reclamation

Faraway Friday: Rishikesh, India India is always on my mind. I cannot articulate what about this mesmerizing and frustrating country has me so captivated. The people? Absolutely. The colors? For sure. The history, spirituality, devotion, customs, mystery? All of it. But when someone asks me why I love India I can never convey with words … More Reclamation

Resident Tourist

Throw Back Thursday Travel: Washington DC Full disclosure: I was born in Washington DC and raised inside its beltway, first in Maryland and then in Virginia. I left at 19 to go one state south to university, came back for a while, then left again for good at 27. So this is really more about time travel … More Resident Tourist