It looks innocent now, vulnerable and exposed, its tough gravel skin gone after months of snow plow abuse. But throw on a dusting of snow, sub-zero temperatures, and a non-AWD...
I’m the first to admit that I’m kind of a Pollyanna when it comes to our new Adirondack life. Kind of, you ask? Ok, fine, the rose-colored glasses are just about welded to...
The weather this week has been stunning. Sunny and low-40s during the day; crisp, clear nights. Beautiful. Makes me think spring just might be on her way. And, of course, it...
Mancuso, not Child.
I have a new obsession. This happens frequently. Last week it was mangoes. This week it’s skiing. Bad timing, I know, since it’s March 8 and...
In honor of our first time downhill skiing after many, many years, I give you the following truism to start your week off right:
“Skiing involves outdoor fun with knocking...
Shhhh. Please be very quiet as you make your way through this post.
We’re enjoying a rare moment of peace and quiet around here.
We are going downhill skiing! This should be an adventure. Neither of us have been on the slopes since high school, which, despite us posting photos of ourselves that make us...
Update 3/5/10: The Press-Republican, in its eagerness to see Hornbeck’s nomination denied, appears to have jumped the gun with yesterday’s article. Official denial...
Lest you think our new life in the Adirondacks is all hiking, snowshoeing, skiing, wood stoves, comfy chairs and a cozy log cabin (ok, most of the time it is), I have a little...