Howdy! From the icy winter we had, it's quickly turned into bright Spring, with temps in the high 80s here. We've been enjoying so much about the city this season, from the public art in our park to fresh dinners to finally (!) strawberries that are deep red all the way through.
We have some fun travels planned for this summer, but in the meantime, I wanted to drop in with another post about something a ways back now, which we inadvertently never posted about: the Minnesota State Fair last Augu…
(Note: This post is out of chronological order because we just found the photos again! Enjoy this hint of summer, from last summer.) I realized yesterday that of all the places I've featured on the blog, the one I've lived the longest is noticeably absent: New Jersey. Although I didn't grow up on the Jersey Shore, I'd thought often about the ease of taking the ferry straight to the beach since we moved to NYC.
As it turned out, our friends invited us to join them to celebrate a birthday last sum…
This post is chronologically confused, but I managed to forget the photos for half a year, and thought now would be a good time to share about our trip with our friends up to Storm King Art Center in October. Honestly, it's been so brutally cold in New York, that seeing these colors is refreshing tonight, and I hope you enjoy. We started the drive with a few stops at state parks on the way up, including this one whose name I can't recall, but was solitary save for the geese. We also drove into …
We wrapped up our trip to California with a real treat: a slow day in Half Moon Bay with the cliffs and the coast. This was my favorite stop in CA: the lit afternoon cliffs thick with succulents, the bagpipes from the hotel in the background, and curling up in blankets on the hotel deck as the sun set. The hotel was situated so perfectly for taking a deep breath by the window, and exhaling into the night, so starry and full of the sound of waves. The wind, the golf, and the cold surf all reminde…
From Sonoma, we drove into the miniature-sized town of Carmel-By-The-Sea just as the orange of a sun was rolling down into the Pacific. Our old-world hotel offered champagne at check-in, and we had just enough time to breath in the last, vibrant sunset of 2014 out the window and (why not?) take some end of year portraits! We ended the evening with Scrabble and a quintessential French meal at Andre's Bouchee: courses of chestnut soup, smoked salmon, John Dory with Beurre Blanc, confit duck with…
We pulled into the town of Sonoma a back way fairly late in the evening after visiting the mystical Muir Woods and a calm, couple-hours drive, and the town seemed to consist mainly of a gas station, except for our hotel, a cozy collection of cottages around a central shrub-mazed courtyard.
But when we went to dinner, the town was completely charming! Large windowed stores lined the town square, and the whole town was lit in white lights. No one got the memo about colored lights (or everyone got …
When the sliding doors of the airport opened and we stepped into the California breeze, it surprised me for two reasons. It was cold, and it smelled so clear and empty for a city. After a few restful days in Minnesota for Christmas, we ended 2014 and started 2015 in a state I'd never visited other than in layovers. We stayed in four different areas of the state, so I'll post separately about Sonoma, Carmel, and Half Moon Bay, but today, I wanted to show you my first visit to a Cali city: San Fra…
Wacky is the best word I can think of for what we saw in Yellowstone. As I wrote about in the last post, during our anniversary trip to Wyoming this year we took a day trip to Yellowstone.
One of the first stops we made was at the Grand Canyon of Yellowstone, a massive waterfall that gushed into a gorge so deep it made me dizzy, and looked as if it had been painted in burnt siennas, soft oranges and pinks. I wasn't fully prepared for what awaited us after about a 6 hour trip through the park, w…
In our first trip to the West, we were mesmerized by the long sunsets that lit the plains golden for hours each night. We celebrated our 4th anniversary in Wyoming this year, a place I've dreamed of visiting nearly as long as I can remember. Our plane eased down between rows of Tetons right into Jackson, the only airport in a national park (it was there first!). And there we were: in dry plains interrupted by the jagged, shockingly high peaks of the Tetons. Walker's cousin met us at our hotel (…
Just under a month ago, we took a trip to the land of rolling woods crisped and toasted by the autumn. For years, we've planned to wander up the Hudson, and for some reason it never came together until our friends/neighbors found a nook in the country, and booked it.
The whole weekend couldn't have been more idyllic. I was whisked away from work by a car packed with weekend supplies and this little guy who melted my heart all weekend. After dinner in New Paltz and some serious winding through da…
