This past week, I had the opportunity (which is an odd word to use because it was sort of a salvaging of an already lost opportunity, but there you go) to visit Rhode Island. I had always wanted to visit Rhode Island ever since watching the beloved sitcom/drama (is it a sitcom?? that feels like the wrong genre) Providence with my parents when I was younger. It solidified my obsession with all things New England and my perpetual want to always have a sweet, lovable golden retriever by my side. I think that and my love of Lands End really did it for me.
Well, those dreams came true when I was able to rent a car in Manhattan and drive up the eastern coast through Connecticut and to the city of gorgeous history herself, Providence. I only had a solid six hours of sunlight between the night before and the next morning before having to go back to New York, so I decided to take a short ride around the city. Through true dumb luck, and I say this honestly because my GPS wasn’t working, I drove up on the oldest, longest, most well preserved mile of American colonial architecture in the country: Benefit Street. Read More
While hiking, I had the most beautiful, open conversation with Claudio, both of us struggling to converse in the other’s native tongues, but nevertheless trying our best. Between my broken Italian, his (fabulous imo) English, and both our expressive gestures, we talked about politics, life, future goals, and the environment. To this day I can’t quite remember every word that passed between us, but I can remember the fulfilling, entirely uplifting weight in my heart and soul. It was unlike any conversation I ever had, and probably will ever have. There was no way to try and bullshit each other; we didn’t have the ability to even try. Read More
Last month on our way back to Wisconsin, mom and I drove through Badlands National Park. I don’t have enough words to express how otherworldly it felt to be out in the true middle of nowhere, hardly more than two or three cars around us. Read More
Looking at posts and photos from a year ago, I was reminded of our wonderfully magical drive home form last summer’s road trip.
Road tripping is always a bittersweet thing; you start with so much hope and excitement for what is ahead of you and as the days progresses, that excitement never dwindles, but instead, your heart begins to long for home.
By this point, even though I would've loved nothing more than to take a month and drive around, I think my body knew it was ready for home; for a familiar bed and familiar faces. As we left Conner Prairie, all that was between us and our driveway was a stretch of highway longer than we could see. Passing through central Indiana, we were blessed with the most beautiful and surreal sunset. If you look, you can see individual "fingers" stretch out as the sun bid us adieu. Read More
Can you believe that October is just about done?! Neither can I. I swear I was just counting down the days until summer ended and now my favorite month is wrapping up. At the beginning of the season I was pursuing Pinterest looking for the perfect autumn to-do list. (I must have pinned at least three.)
We'd been planning a trip to a corn maze for the last few weeks, but our schedules are always all over the place. We finally had a day—not to hot, not to cold—where we could spend the afternoon at Skelly's, an incredibly well known farm market complete with not one, but two corn mazes!, a pumpkin patch, warm drinks, and absolutely scrumptious apple cider donuts. Read More