Greetings friends! We’re all caught up after our time away. Laundry done, fridge is stocked, house is clean and last but not least, I managed to fit in a massage, mani pedi and a desperately needed haircut. Priorities, you know? I am anxious to tell you about our adventures, and there’s no better place to start than at the beginning. But not the beginning of
I think today’s post title may be my strangest one yet, but it got your attention, right? After all, who doesn’t love vintage trailers? As for the alligators, I’m guessing they’re not your favorite. These photos were taken while we were in St. Augustine. We’ve since moved on to Hilton Head, and by the time you read this we will be hitching our post in
It seems Florida is full of unexpected treasures and surprises; one only has to look for them and be willing to venture out. Fisherman and I took our bikes to Anna Maria Island (the best way to see the area) and spent some time riding around the neighborhoods and visiting a couple of fishing piers. Anna Maria Island is a lovely, laid back coastal town
Hello my friends, and how are you these days? As for us, we continue to enjoy the beautiful weather here in southwest Florida, as well as the many activities the resort and the surrounding areas have to offer. There doesn’t seem to be enough time in the day to do everything, and I know soon enough we’ll be packing our bags and heading north, so
Can you stand one more post about Autumn here in New England? I promise this will be my last one, as it appears winter has already reared its not so pretty head. Yes my friends, we have experienced at least 2″ of snow this week. Ugh! But enough about that. Come with us while we head to my favorite orchard! There is decidedly a huge
Having lived in the Northeast all my life, I will admit to taking for granted, at times, the beauty of Autumn we experience every year. Now that I’m in New England and armed with my camera more often than not, it’s hard to ignore. Nor should I. If winter is mother nature’s solemn, thoughtful child, spring her adventurous one, and summer her creative progeny, then autumn is
What could be better than spending a week in New England in Autumn? Quite simply, not much. We spent the weekend in Vermont, near a charming town called Chester that looks like Mayberry’s’ clone. For the icing on the cake, we happened to be there on a weekend when they were having a Fall Harvest Festival, and folks, no one does Harvest Festivals like New
I can’t wait to show you the pics from our recent trip to Acadia National Park, located just minutes from the lovely town of Bar Harbor, Maine. I don’t know why it’s taken us our entire lives to visit this beautiful part of the northeast, but now that we have, it’s one of the few places I can say I would love to revisit someday.
We have been back for over a week, and I’m just beginning to feel normal. The life was sucked out of me, and I’m still not completely my old self, but getting there. Other than basic errands, I’ve had little motivation to do much, but I finally managed to upload some pics to share. I thought since I was holed up for most of the
Well folks, I went and did it. I flew half way around the world for the privilege of getting sick. It started on Mother’s Day while we were still in Singapore. I was dreading the plane ride on Tuesday to Cambodia, and hoping against hope I would get better and be able to enjoy our time in Siem Reap. But it was not to be.