There are certain sounds one forgets after living in The Shire for a few years. Wind in the trees? Familiar. The distant philosophical musings of
Category: Through Frog Eyes
A Frog in Valencia – Day 1 – From the Shire to Valencia (11 March 2026)
Every good adventure begins with a small act of faith—usually in the form of setting an alarm far earlier than any reasonable person should. Mine
Fireworks at 28
My Dearest Maike, This March, as we step into Empowerment Month and celebrate International Women’s Day, I am reminded more than ever of the incredible
A Letter from Someone Approaching Her 60s
Dear Youth, Pull up a chair. Yes, an actual chair. Not a gaming throne, not a standing desk contraption, not a bean bag that costs
My Dorky Pumpkin Patch
Living with six orange cats is less like owning pets and more like managing a small, chaotic theater troupe that forgot to rehearse and possibly
Why I Ditched Stemmed Wine Glasses
At a certain age, you stop caring about trends and start caring about survival. And by “survival,” I mean the survival of your wine glasses.
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