Cold Runnings. . .
Right after I finished writing the last post here, I headed out for a run. Crossing the bridge, I almost turned back, the sidewalk icy under the layer of snow. But while the footing was…
View PostRight after I finished writing the last post here, I headed out for a run. Crossing the bridge, I almost turned back, the sidewalk icy under the layer of snow. But while the footing was…
View PostThis week so far, it’s taking all I have to keep my classes lively, remember my husband’s name when I get home, and try to stay awake until 9 p.m., which seems the earliest possible…
View PostWhat could Dahl — that wondrously fragrant, rib-sticking dish of curried lentils, ever so healthy — and Nutella Crepes possibly have in common, you might ask? Well, cooking these very different dishes was part of…
View PostYesterday, I left my cozy fireside seat to walk around the island with my camera. Since then, we’ve had another 5 to 10 centimetres — yes, we woke this morning expecting the snow would have…
View PostSo . . . Friday was followed by Saturday. . . . on which Saturday, I luckily pushed myself out the door, into the newly falling snow to get my long run done, keeping up…
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