Hydrangea heaven, home. Seals and sand dunes. Fourth of July flags. To the lighthouse. It always feels like I never left.
Back, just in time for sunset on my last day home. I told my brother that we could go anywhere he wanted, and he chose here, World's End. Last time, on my last day, we came here too; it was cold and snowy. No cold and snow this time, but the skyline, the same. The [...]
Home in my city. Back here for two weeks from Europe for volunteering, meetings, networking, interviewing. I've been all over the world, and I still love it here. I love the sense of walking and knowing and belonging. Of knowing that it will always welcome me back, no matter how long I've stayed away.
It's hard to pinpoint when summer fades to fall, when one ends and the other begins. For me, this was the end. I was home for a few more days, and it was warm. Sunny. In the 80s. A perfect beach day, essentially. I had a million things to do, and everyone I knew was [...]
This beautiful place. Castles and cliffs. Waves crashing against the rocks. Sand, surfers, fishermen. At times, I felt like I was back in Europe, but really I was only an hour south of my American home. Everyone I know locally has been to the cliffs, usually for a family day-out, but I had never [...]
Our annual apple picking excursion to Sweet Berry Farm. A clash of seasons. Summer flowers and berries, autumn apples, winter Christmas trees. And it was *hot*. Maybe a little too early for apple picking, but I was glad to be back with my family while I could, while I was home.