Because sometimes it is hard. And lonely.

Today I was going to post about chocolate. In fact, the post is all ready to go with salivation inducing pictures of biscuit crumb freckled ice cream and dark, nugget-shaped biscuits. But something really got to me this week. I was reminded of something I’ve been...

Fog

We were recently visited by some serious fog. The fog horn was blowing day and night, it seemed, much to the enjoyment of Little e, who never tired of saying, “I hear the fog horn again!” It’s amazing how different the world feels in the fog. Sort of...