In wine speak, the cycle of life for the vine begins in the spring. The vineyard starts to come to life as bud break approaches after laying barren and dormant during the winter. It is a new beginning and a new vintage and signals a time when I am ready
Interstate 77 (I-77) is one of the country’s north-south arteries that in “old normal times” provides an unbroken stretch of macadam for snowbirds heading south from Michigan, Ohio, Pennsylvania, and Western New York. But for those whose idea of a good trip includes the journey, it’s a gateway to its own sensational attractions. From
North Dakota has a sense of humor! In an effort to visit my 50th state, we planned a pandemic-summer road trip to Fargo, North Dakota. What a delightful surprise to learn the state tourism folks have become so accustomed to travelers wandering in and announcing, “This is my 50th state!” they have created an
As regular visitors to the US Virgin Island of St. John, we had our share of favorite places. Then two hurricanes and a global pandemic kept us away for five years. Would things be as we remembered? New Rules We pulled our rental Jeep into the dirt parking lot at
The global pandemic has left me altered. I once sped through excursions, booking trips within trips with an aim to tick as many items as possible off my bucket list. After two years marked by devastating personal losses, closures, and cancellations, I’m achingly aware of the fragility of life, and
There’s an abundance of healing and nurturing spas in Puerto Vallarta
Perhaps it goes back to our childhood, when we were happy with very little things, like tiny boxes and the secrets we thought we might uncover in those mysterious containers. A box was also very often a gift given to us by someone very dear, like our mother or father,
The popovers at the Jordan Pond House in Maine’s Acadia National Park are famous. But until you try them, you might be skeptical of their reputation. After all, they’re popovers. How good could they be? It only took one bite of my Jordan Pond House popover to know that the
I had never heard of Perpignan until I decided to spend my first nonworking year (I never use the word “retired”) relearning French somewhere in France. I looked at a map, and my eyes went to the south, looking for a warm climate, and I saw the name “Perpignan.” Then
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