Three Weeks Gone; Two to Go
September 3, 2016 in Canada, TearAway, Travelogue
It’s been three weeks that TearAway has been sitting at anchor in our bay. Three weeks since we blew out the exhaust elbow and I’ve been unable (unwilling) to move […]
September 3, 2016 in Canada, TearAway, Travelogue
It’s been three weeks that TearAway has been sitting at anchor in our bay. Three weeks since we blew out the exhaust elbow and I’ve been unable (unwilling) to move […]
December 23, 2015 in Canada, North America, Travelogue
My house, at this moment, is a rodeo. At five thirty, when I gingerly tiptoed to my kitchen to quietly make tea and then tiptoe to my seat at the […]
November 11, 2015 in Inspiration, North America, Travelogue, United States
I’m participating in the Indie Travel Challenge with BootsnAll this month… today’s question is “What’s the one thing you couldn’t travel without?” So… of course I”m not answering the question… […]
June 25, 2015 in Canada, Travelogue
It has been the week of evening rains. Long slow soakers that drive deep and make the worms wriggle to the surface. I’d forgotten how thunder rolls in across the […]
May 14, 2015 in Canada, North America, Travelogue
The sun is rising over Breakey’s Bay. The moon, not quite ready to give up her kingdom, has been reduced to the fingernail sliver of a crescent that reminds me […]
May 3, 2015 in Canada, North America, Travelogue
Today is a significant day. It is the day that our family goes home. To a place, not a concept. Where we will stay. Mostly. You read that right. Today […]
April 24, 2015 in North America, Travelogue, United States
We are a combined 35 feet, 4 inches of body length, give or take. As family length goes, that’s hovering somewhere above average. This morning, that 35 feet, 4 inches is […]
April 21, 2015 in Guatemala, North America, Travelogue
So, our awesome friend Luke took some family photos for us last week, in our garden in Guatemala. We thought you might like to see:
April 21, 2015 in North America, Travelogue, United States
Once upon a time, there was a little boy who lived at my house who wore nothing but a skunk skin hat (it was made of rabbit fur, really) and […]
April 15, 2015 in Guatemala, North America, Travelogue
In other news… I hate goodbyes. Hate ‘em. You’d think, with all of the practice we’ve had, that they’d get easier. Nope. Not even a little. As we bumped up […]