If you were to ask me if I love hiking, I would answer unequivocally yes.
If you were to ask how often I hike, well…that’s a different story.
I'm a boot cut girl in a skinny jeans world
If you were to ask me if I love hiking, I would answer unequivocally yes.
If you were to ask how often I hike, well…that’s a different story.
NOTE: I wrote this on the bus, so please be kind if it’s not up to snuff. There are some things in life that will squeeze your heart until it feels like it will pop. Dads with babies. The first tree to turn red in the fall. Soldier homecomings. A perfectly toasted bagel with creamContinueContinue reading “On dogs in the morning.”
I left the house a little grumpy today. I blame the signs in my favorite walking space, informing me that off leash dogs kill wildlife and knock kids off of bicycles (there is a campaign going on urging people to leash their dogs since a blue heron was killed recently). Since I have sometimes broken theContinueContinue reading “The kids are conspiring against me”
Some years ago, I started blogging. It was de rigueur at the time…and I liked it. I’m not sure if I was narcissistically looking for approval of my writing efforts, or perhaps I was seeking that ubiquitous “community” that everyone seems to be seeking. I joined up with some blogging groups, not knowing what wouldContinueContinue reading “Faking balance, single city girl style”
Do you ever have those weeks when, having reached the end, you look back and realize you are lucky you survived the week with your friends and employment still intact?