Enter the pelican

In desperation to warm up some tight muscles before a deep-tissue massage appointment, I headed out of the office for a brisk walk, last evening. About 10 minutes into it, I determined that it wasn’t working, or rather, I found a more attractive idea: go home, run a hot bath while fixing a quick dinner,…

Buckets of hit points

We have just returned from a weekend of ski, cabin, and general Puget Sound fun; I’m still processing the photos & stories from it. Though I’m really wishing for a nap, I marvel at the restorative properties of a vacation, even when it’s an exhausting one! Despite aches on at least four parts of my…

Immortalized in Stone

Inspiration for a post today comes from WordPress’ Daily Prompt: Your personal sculptor is carving a person, thing or event from the last year of your life. What’s the statue of and what makes it so significant? Fortunately for this post, we didn’t get a picture of what I have in mind for my statue….

Careless rump parking

If your responsibilities, goals, guilts and general life are so complicated that you can easily lose sight of why you love to do certain things, maybe it’s time to shake things up. Or, at the very least, it’s time to get outside and climb. Last weekend I threw a few weekly agenda items out the…

I’m finally on Alaska time…

… but I’m in St. Paul. Ah well. Two days ago I returned from a fantastic cruise in Alaska, which I enjoyed with my mom. We feasted more on the amazing natural scenery and bounteous knowledge of the naturalists on board, than we did on the food and drink that is often characteristic of Alaska…

western girl

“… I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences And gaze at the moon till I lose my senses …” -from “Don’t Fence Me In,” lyrics by Robert Fletcher and Cole Porter. Oh, that was a good trip, earlier this month. And check it out-my wingspan is about the same height as…