It took three highway-side moose encounters, but I now play it moderately cool when I spot those antlers lumbering down the shoulder of the road ahead. Or at least I don’t scream as loudly anymore, anyways.
If any of you out there believe in cosmic irony, this one should give you a chuckle. After a record-, roof-, and spirit-breaking winter in Boston, escaping to sunny Colorado was my lifeline. I stared at my calendar for weeks, thinking about sweaty hikes in the mountains and wearing shorts. And just when Boston remembered what spring was, I boarded a plane for my summer oasis. And it was- for about 24… Read More
Six feet of snow. Five “don’t even try to get to the office” snow days. Four hopeless subway lines. And a bunch of pissed of New Englanders. I kid, but things have been a real mess since the snow started pilling up in Storm Juno… and never really stopped. Luckily, in between going stir crazy in my apartment and hallucinating beaches on my commute through the arctic tundra of Boston, I’ve managed… Read More
Well, it turns out that no amount of stubborn denial and refusal to pack can actually stop a great vacation from coming to an end. The day to go back to real life arrived without my consent, and here I am back in Boston. I did miss the city, and am so excited for all the things to come- but it’s never easy leaving my mountain home. There’s something that happens when… Read More
Shot during a crazy sunny snow storm yesterday. Perfect day to stay inside and listen to too much Christmas music. “I was born with a reading list I will never finish.” – Maud Casey
Accidentally sent this post off a little prematurely a while ago- so if you’re getting this a second time, a friendly reminder that shouting profanities at your laptop screen will not unclick that button you didn’t mean to click. Live and learn. Anyways, this post is coming to you from a stress free zone. That’s right, the light at the end of the finals tunnel has arrived- aka final grades have been… Read More
4 days in the radiant Colorado sun was about all it took for me to give up on weathering the East Coast winter and pray for spring. Though, living in Boston, I’ll settle for an extra hour of sun and a few days above 30º. I flew home last Wednesday for a quick recharge in the Rockies and was dying to get a little hiking in. Hanging Lake is an old classic,… Read More