(Flight 93 Memorial visited April 29, 2017) Mrs. Reynolds hung up the phone and came back to where we were all sitting cross-legged on the floor. I remember it as seconds between the click of the phone and the words coming out of her mouth. But it must’ve taken longer than that. Unless she, too, […]

Berkshire Rivers Fly Fishing hosted Alex and I for a day of fishing, but all opinions are my own. For more information on sponsored posts (and how I only recommend what I truly love), visit my Work with Me page. The last time I went fishing, my pole was Tweety-Bird themed and I was seven. […]

As the car continued to climb the narrow roads, the mist was not starting to clear. In fact, the only thing that was clear to me was the mist seeming to get even thicker. With its increased thickness, our chances of seeing the Cliffs of Moher decreased. But, thanks to some local advice, we weren’t […]

Looking out across the water, I don’t even want to imagine swimming in it. While technically I know it is a bay and not the ocean, that doesn’t do anything to change the depth and ferocity of the waves slapping against the side of the commercial boat paid to ferry passengers back and forth all […]