February in New York can be cold and gray, sludgy ex-snow lining the sidewalks, so you'd think a February vacation to someplace warm, with sun and beaches, places that don't require wool clothing or a can of de-icer carried on your person, might be in order. Or you could be like us, and drive five … Continue reading Snowy, Snowy Days
Tag: weekends
Week-ending
Working retail (and retail compounded with food-- two industries known widely for their super fun hours of operation), neither Mike nor I ever counted on a weekend. Two days off in a row, even in the middle of the week, was the unicorn of scheduling. Once our roles shifted, and we routinely found ourselves free … Continue reading Week-ending
Hello again, Maine
Golden, dreamy September, I remember you. Your days were longer than your ol’ pal December’s (heyyy there pineal gland— joke’s on you!). After our inaugural trip to Portland, Maine, this summer, we were itching to get back up north. On our way out of town in June, we stopped in at the inimitable Rabelais Books and picked up … Continue reading Hello again, Maine
Winifred, the Goat Baby
For my birthday/Labor Day, we went camping in Maryland, headed to DC to check out the National Zoo, Museum of the American Indian, and the National Gallery, and drove out to Charlottesville, VA, to visit Winnie’s grandparents, drink cider, and sleep in (the beauty of grandparents!). We also met some goats at Caromont Farm while on … Continue reading Winifred, the Goat Baby
A Weekend, with too many parentheses and just enough sunshine
On Saturday, we: woke up to a sunny day ate eggs + bacon + spinach + onions to make way for this week’s CSA pickup ran (RAN) out the door to get to that CSA pickup,a bounty of garlic scapes and arugula and red leaf lettuce and zucchini and radishes and more spinach and broccoli … Continue reading A Weekend, with too many parentheses and just enough sunshine
Duh-nuh-nuhnuh-nuhnuh-nuhnuh: WINNIE!
On sunny spring days, grown-ups get margaritas and tacos, and Winnie gets a ride in this kickin’ Batman car.
Upstate
Meet your new BFFs, the Bean: Uncle Franklin and Auntie Eleanor. We were just reading some books about infant sleep when your papa hopped up from the cushy bronze bench to snap a quick pic. Also note that your mama hauled you up a snowy, icy incline to catch a peek at a frozen mountaintop … Continue reading Upstate
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