Running to the Child In Me
I pushed too hard in my running program a few weeks ago and was quickly chastened by a flare-up of Achilles tendonitis that I’m prone to. But Saturday morning, I was feeling fine, was finally…
View PostI pushed too hard in my running program a few weeks ago and was quickly chastened by a flare-up of Achilles tendonitis that I’m prone to. But Saturday morning, I was feeling fine, was finally…
View PostAt noon today, we walked our house guests from Paris to our little island ferry and waved good-bye. We couldn’t offer them famous cafés, wonderful public art, or macarons, but they seemed to enjoy sitting…
View PostIt’s been forever since I’ve done a What I Wore post — I’ve either been too busy with company or have been too much enjoying my, um, relaxed summer wardrobe, one that really doesn’t warrant…
View PostI hope you all saw the very helpful educational post at Une Femme the other day, clarifying the difference between leopard and cheetah patterning. In that same spirit, I thought a Public Service Announcement about…
View PostI crashed. Plummeted, really, this weekend. Can’t quite remember the trigger, but sometime after watching the engrossing and satisfying final Harry Potter on Saturday night, I settled in with those black dogs of depression and…
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