I’m almost embarrassed to admit this, but I had dinner last week for the first time ever at 15 Church. I’ve been there a number of times for drinks or something to eat on the patio, but as for sitting down and getting the full 15 Church soup to nuts treatment, well, this was my … Continue reading Deliver this love letter to 15 Church
Steps
In Italy, there are more steps than you can imagine. They’re everywhere. I remember my first trip to Italy, when I visited Liguria. I was so impressed with the beauty of the women - strong-looking women, with great legs from all of the walking they did, seemingly from terrace to terrace, probably with a glass … Continue reading Steps
G.W.T.F. and Celebrate Life
Sunday morning, at an hour far too early, I drove to meet the chartered bus which would be taking a bunch of runners to a race in Rock Hill, N.Y. I had the radio on to a Rick Steve’s broadcast. The topic was women and solo travel, a subject that felt really timely in light … Continue reading G.W.T.F. and Celebrate Life
The things she carried
Returning from a long anticipated vacation can be challenging even without the body clock readjustment necessary from a six-hour time difference and a nine hour flight. Fortunately, there’s some consolation in the form of souvenirs whether they’re physical, emotional, mental, or some combination of all three. My recent trip to Italy provided an excellent array … Continue reading The things she carried
International Women’s Day wheels
Yesterday turned out to be the perfect day to pick up my “new”car - a day designated to demonstrate honor and respect for women. What do my new car and this day of recognition have in common? Let me tell you. I’ve done some things recently that have prompted people to remark that I’m some … Continue reading International Women’s Day wheels
Poestenkill’s Pine Ridge
It’s understandable that many people are, as they say, “done with winter.” That cold snap we had over the holidays was fierce and the recent Nor’easters have resulted in power outages and property damage from fallen trees and limbs. I get it, but I’m not feeling the same way. I really have come to love … Continue reading Poestenkill’s Pine Ridge
Breaking up with the Swede
Almost 20 years ago I bought my first Volvo. It was a dark green sedan and I remember being impressed by the turning radius and a bit alarmed by the sensation prompted by the heated seats. I thought I had peed myself. I loved the boxy shape of my “new” 740 and I felt confident that … Continue reading Breaking up with the Swede
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