ONE. THING. NOW.
It’s a blustery day in Northern Michigan and I am watching the snowflakes swirl in lazy currents, catching the town […]...
West Yorkshire – Day 10 Cheers and ta da.
Day 10 – The cottage we are staying at was a pub in another life, or so I’ve been told. […]...
West Yorkshire – Day 7 Our evening vespers concluded.
Day 7 – We head into the deepening evening, the first hints of dusk chalking the moors pastel. Clothes hang […]...
West Yorkshire – Day 8 The sky on my skin.
Day 8 – (swipe left) This morning I escape to the moors equipped with a map, though I might have […]...
West Yorkshire – Day 6 He is smitten!
Day 6 – The plan for this weekend is dinner at an Inn in the Lake District, an overnight and […]...
West Yorkshire – Day 5 Amen to open windows!
Day 5 – The cauliflower couscous bought at market has gone bad and the reek demands an escape. I unscrew […]...
West Yorkshire – Day 4 (2/2) The skeleton key at the cottage.
Day 4 (2/2) I’m taking an early evening walk around the village perimeter. A text from the husband, “running late.” […]...
West Yorkshire – Day 4 (1/2) Magnetic blue yonder.
Day 4 – (1/2) Vibrant blue skies and all the birds and men fly to the rooftops! Out my door […]...
West Yorkshire – Day 3 (3/3) A song about you.
Day 3 (3/3) I’ve stayed up past my bedtime here in the UK to be able to let you know […]...