Even before our wonderful Spanish trip ended, Dan and I talked of our next journey. Vienna, Austria on the ice blue Danube called to us. We imagined ourselves off the Ringstrasse in a sunny café sipping frothy Viennese coffees, sharing…Continue Reading →
Recently I posted a photo of my sister, Laura, and me on Facebook. We are standing in front of the fountain at The Mary Washington Inn, a famous old hotel and spa, in Abingdon, Virginia. We met at the Inn…Continue Reading →
Since March when we returned from Seville, Spain, days melt into each other. Time unspools in stops and starts. Dan and I recall taking some specific action, but not when we did it. Did we make that appointment this week…Continue Reading →
In the past eleven weeks, no one has entered our house. Instacart delivery workers stack groceries at our door. We bless these workers and tip them well. Where would we be without them? They shop for us at Costco, Safeway,…Continue Reading →
On February 17, Dan and I, groggy and jet lagged, landed in Madrid and checked into our hotel in the Atocha section of the city. We were trying to stay awake, in order to get on Spanish time. We planned…Continue Reading →
Two years ago, I sat at a table in Cafe Kindred waiting for my first Match.com date of 2018. When a man with the bluest blue eyes and knuckle-deep dimples came in, I got up and asked him, “Are you…Continue Reading →
