Nashville's Holy Trinity seems to be the man bun, the fuzzy beard and flannel shirt. Any one of those can be subbed out for an ironic pair of glasses. I am not stating this in any sort of critical fashion, it's merely an observation. Kind of like how no one other than the three of … Continue reading First impressions – Nashville
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Newark airport is a pit
I can't say that was obvious immediately. Actually, at first, there was a misleading charm (the worst kind of charm, I think) with regards to the scale of things. We walked right up to the mini checkin counter without delay. We were rid of our baggage and in possession of our boarding passes in less … Continue reading Newark airport is a pit
It’s the most wonderful time of the year…
This is my last day of work until New Year’s Eve, a fact which I’m kind of excited about. When you factor in that I’ll be away with a couple of my best girlfriends exploring bourbon a new city, I get almost a little giddy. Good times are ahead and I’m ready for them! Last … Continue reading It’s the most wonderful time of the year…
How Asheville became Nashville
If you said "by adding an N," you'd be on the right track. An N as is No way, Not possible, Never happening and Not since you bought that wine bar. You see, the girls and I decided months ago that a road trip between Christmas and New Year's Eve to Asheville seemed like the … Continue reading How Asheville became Nashville
(Sometimes) I want to be alone
(Said in a Greta Garbo voice, pronouncing want vant.) As I sat on the train heading south to Hudson on a beautiful Sunday afternoon, I considered my decision to take the trip solo. I had made two attempts to find a companion for the day, but didn't find a taker. No worries whatsoever. I'd been … Continue reading (Sometimes) I want to be alone
Painted skies
As I raced to the beach to catch the impending sunset, I couldn't help but smile. This, I thought, is what I do. I chase beauty. Here's a gallery of some of what I was fortunate enough to catch during my recent Wellfleet vacation. One last thought - while the sky was magnificent to observe … Continue reading Painted skies
How do you smell?
If you had asked me that same question 35 years ago, my response would have been “baby soft,” as in Love’s Baby Soft. Unless it was summer, of course. In summer I was devoted to Love's Fresh Lemon. You 70s girls know exactly what I'm talking about, don't you? In many ways I've moved on … Continue reading How do you smell?
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