Sometimes you just know a thing will be perfect. Like driving to Indian Lake on a Thursday night after running a 5k in Dorchester Park and the sky is beautiful, and the roads are quiet. Like having climbing crags all to yourself, beautiful hikes, swimming holes, golden hour on an abandoned golf course, and enough […]
Sometimes I feel like I spent years waiting on someone or something. These days I try not to. These days if I want to do a thing, I just do it, with or without someone to do it with. This is hard. I know we are pack animals at heart, but I think about all […]
I don’t know what lazy summer days are, I don’t have those. I have days where I’m up at dawn to visit a market or take a hike. I have afternoons filled with rock climbing, house work, playing with my nieces, walking the dog, or family events. As we head steadily into the days of […]
This week was a Gregory Alan Isakov song: Summer days were just a magazine, a magazineA magazineCutting grass for gasoline, for gasolineSo I can see ya soonFall swoonedLeft me drunk in a fieldDandelion wine for a yearAnd I packed up the dustOf all that I ownedHandkerchief hung from a poleI rolled out the day that […]
How can I learn to love winter as much as summer? Why am I thinking about winter right NOW? Right now I should be thinking about graduation parties without having to wear COVID masks, hot walks down the dusty lake road after dark, fireflies. Right now I should be loving long summer drives without ice, […]
I did all of the things this weekend. I painted, I did yard work, I met a friend for coffee and went to a farmers market. I went rock climbing at the recently re-opened Cornell Climbing Center. I went hiking, once for Chief’s 10th birthday and again on my way home from climbing to knock […]
Do you ever feel like things just aren’t going that well? Not like they’re going wrong, exactly, these are all absolutely stupid first world problems. It’s just that sometimes I feel things could be going more smoothly. Like you go to the farm where they have the world’s best apple cider donuts, but they are […]
I don’t know if it’s still hipster to love Farmer’s Markets… but I love Farmer’s Markets. I know it costs more money than going to the grocery store, but there’s something about handing real people money in exchange for things that belong to them is just… I don’t know. Liberating? It feels real and beautiful. […]
