Ocean

Treat this like an “out to lunch” banner. I cannot post. I am in flight to California, then hiking in the Santa Cruz Mountains just south of...

It's as if I am posessed. Careening through the day. (where do I get my immagery? Too much news coverage in the background.) In the late...

Some people feel impassioned about fly fishing. Others about their art. Or camping. I know at least one person who would love to camp every ...

So beautiful outside! So beautiful! The air vibrates with summer warmth. Even though it is no longer summer. Technically. If you look close,...

I read last night that Michelle Obama would be visiting Madison. Curious, I clicked on the official website. Indeed. Monday morning at Camp ...

And then there is the chocolate that’s good for the best of times. That’s my preference. You get to a point where you want chocolate as a re...

As every Saturday, Ed and I head out to the Westside Community Farmers Market. (In case you were wondering, the ripped shorts were deemed go...

At so many levels, Donna’s comment to my last post made me laugh. Donna (whom I don’t know, btw) was so… beautifully precise in her depictio...

Warm, but nippy if you go out at the edges of the day. I biked to work at a leisurely pace (my first class is a late morning thing, my last ...

Biking for pleasure, biking to get to work, biking to make a delivery. Biking up the steep Old Sauk hill, biking past my old home. The hot s...