6:15 (alarm next to the bed)
Turned off without a conscious thought or decision.
6:45 (alarm in the next room)
Continue reading “Boo!”semi-random flotsam
6:15 (alarm next to the bed)
Turned off without a conscious thought or decision.
6:45 (alarm in the next room)
Continue reading “Boo!”We’re nearing the end of our virtual trek, and have come to Loch Ness.
Continue reading “Virtual UK: Loch Ness”When I made this trip in real life (and by car), the crossing from Washington to Oregon was memorable.
And also, scenic:
Continue reading “Solo mission NW: crossing the border”Africa is ginormous, guys. I’ve (virtually) covered more than 350 miles — putting me more than 150 miles behind “target” — and I’m still in Morocco. Not even 2% of the way round.
Continue reading “Solo mission impossible: still in Morocco”For my marathon medal to stop looping through the eastern seaboard and get delivered to me…
Continue reading “The tension of waiting”The weekend was cool and crisp but sunny and dry, so I broke out the bin where I store the covers for the patio furnitures for the summer, and all the hanging solar light accoutrements in the winter, and began the transition.
Continue reading “IRL: Changing seasons, shifting sands”As I type this, not as it posts, it’s the actual day of the actual Baltimore Festival of Running. I am not running. I did my marathon, twice, earlier this month.
But the air is crisp and the sun is shining. It’s a glorious Autumn weekend morning… it’s a lovely day to get out and move.
Continue reading “A song in – or maybe for – my heart”It all started because I made tzatziki. Maybe even too much tzatziki. If there is such a thing.
So it turned into a whole Greek feast.
Continue reading “Culinary travels – Greece”Halloween is coming. My neighbors three doors down decorated at the beginning of the month, to the nth degree. Not in a creepy horrific way – thank God. Just … it’s lit up like Christmas, but Halloween. Very festive.
Continue reading “Not my holiday”So these virtual challenges are starting to go to my head or something.
On successive days this month, I walked a half marathon…
Continue reading “Observations on overkill”