The Beautiful Ability to Choose Happy

It’s kind of impossible to fathom that this weekend is Memorial Day. Months of pandumbic following a pretty icky winter melded together and stole the presence of seasons flowing from winter, to spring and now summer. As we continue to experience a global trauma in unison, I am often pulling myself out of my own head to look at bigger picture problems. While I certainly … Continue reading The Beautiful Ability to Choose Happy

New Recipe: Tofrisket, Vegan Alternative to my Signature Brisket Dish

Greetings! Let me share a dish with you that I just made last month for quarantine social distant Passover. Being that I love to cook and usually host a big gathering on the holiday, I had to figure out something I could make that was affordable, delicious and tastes like the holiday. The socially distant group I dined with were vegetarians, so I really had … Continue reading New Recipe: Tofrisket, Vegan Alternative to my Signature Brisket Dish

So many stars!

When I got the van last spring, I envisioned so many nights like this. I am currently camping at Grand Basin National Park in Nevada. It’s my first night camped out in nature in a long, long time. This morning, I woke up in Fruita, Colorado, where I’d been camping out for five days. In an effort to make sure I was ready for travel, I decided to stay in CO state until I knew I had a clean bill of health. Continue reading So many stars!

Step Back, the Universe Will Spell it Out

The northern east coast is rocky, rough, curvy and unpredictable. Some beaches are rock formations and some have sand littered with bits of brown seaweed. The smell of the ocean is saltier up north, and there is a consistent fishy smell I can’t quite place but keep experiencing as we travel north. Scoob had a good run this morning without a leash on a deserted … Continue reading Step Back, the Universe Will Spell it Out

Relentless

Sitting in the rig, it’s almost midnight and the rain storms are beating down. The relentless raindrops, thrust themselves onto the roof, the windows, the sides of the van. The winds are strong, and every few minutes, the whole van shakes as though the ground beneath it is made of rubber. The lovely Salem bay is now rough, with waves crashing reminiscent of strong ocean current filled booms. It’s a New England storm, and we’re in the thick of it tonight. Continue reading Relentless