Sunday Brunch
Impossible things #3: waiting the 6 minutes for the coffee to steep in the French Press first thing in the morning. I don’t have a… Read More »Sunday Brunch
Impossible things #3: waiting the 6 minutes for the coffee to steep in the French Press first thing in the morning. I don’t have a… Read More »Sunday Brunch
I was born and raised in Detroit and though I have left it many times, it was always due to an inherent wanderlust and a… Read More »Tangled Up In Red
It’s the first day of spring, time for me to reawaken from my winter hiatus. Not that it’s exactly t-shirt and shorts weather just yet.… Read More »Spring
About the time the earth slides past the midway point between its closest and furthest distance from the sun, I begin to feel those first… Read More »Envying Bears
Took our first dip into Winter yesterday. Rain turned to snow, 40 turned to 30 and kept on turning into the 20s. Trees that had… Read More »Slipping into Winter