By the time we’re back from Japan, skiing will be the last thing on our mind. I guess my winter sport season was again a bit lamer than I’d have liked.
The end of a two week decent into madness, futility and frustration.
The last of the tulips went in on Friday. I spent the day whipping around the garden, a frenzy of winterizing. It’s the first time since leaving Boston that I joined my fellow Seattlites in hoarding and brow-bending worry over […]
Despite being further north than the tip of Maine, snow in Seattle is an unusual event that thrills and scares us.
My first snowfall in Boston.