Thoughts inspired by dinner at Enzo29

Americans are always the loudest. They want everyone to hear them but they don’t know how to listen. I want to softly tell the table of 6-Got-SUNY-semester-abroad written all over them, (unfortunately not in invisible ink), that I adore their enthusiasm and excitement but couldn’t they enjoy themselves just as much if they spoke in … Continue reading Thoughts inspired by dinner at Enzo29

When you wake up and the sky is pink…

You quickly pull on clothes, pausing to brush teeth, and grab your camera and dog and get outside. You make your way down the stone steps to the dock and the water and, if you're lucky, your Labrador actually obeys when you ask him to please not jump into the pond, thus allowing you to … Continue reading When you wake up and the sky is pink…

What I learned – Charleston edition

Five hours and two quick flights later,  it is possible to be parking your rental car on King Street. My curls look best when my hair is dirty and salt water and sand are my chosen hair products. Charleston has far more liberals than I expected. There were even Bernie stickers! Where to eat and … Continue reading What I learned – Charleston edition