It had been a short ride, an easy one. We had only enough time to push the bike onto the ferry with all seven of the load’s cars, pay our fare, and breathe the salt filled waves before we were docking on the other side of the crossing. It was a ferry ride to an…
What’s better than an almost-360-degree mountain view? How about a lake at the base of the beautifulest mountain of them all? And add to it my best shoe purchase ever and its waterproof delight? (And it has a great style name, too. Sharing a name with a shoe is pretty much the bomb.) It’s been…
So far, my favorite part of living in the Pacific Northwest is the 300 degree view of snow-capped mountains (the other sixty degrees is filled with beach and ocean…not half bad, yes?). I drive up the road and see mountains. I come out of the grocery store and see mountains. I hang out at the…
I froze my fingers off in gloves NOT designed for below-freezing weather. I took a snapshot for a cute family with British accents with a son named Andrew. John walked on ice and then jumped on ice. We drove above the clouds and watched snow capped peaks jut above the fog below. We jogged along…
He’s sitting on the back of his Dad’s motorbike. All day at school, he’s been dying to read the latest installment in his comic book series, but it isn’t until now that he’s allowed. The end of the day is coming, the light will soon fade, but he’s going to eek every word he can…
He gave the man a little information, answered a few questions, signed a piece of paper, picked a pin number, and then [drumroll] handed the card to me. My library card. Well, HIS library card. I can’t get one until after all the paperwork finishes its season in the bureaucratic minefield and declares it acceptable…
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