
Kennebunkport, Maine. Martha ran the workshop and Michelle ran the house. We stitched and ate, drank and laughed, went for numerous swims in the pool barn, and played a killer, mean-girls game of Sevens with tons of talking smack and acting out. My ribs hurt from laughing by the end of the game.
My sister friends in Vermont were making a plan to get together for a lunch, half-way between Craftsbury and Pawlett, about a two-hour drive for each of them. Lucky me, I was able to join in!
May 2021, I was finally able to check camping at Assateague off my bucket list. Tanya, our Sisters on the Fly wrangler hosted seventy-two sisters at this event. Camping with horses walking, charging, moseying, and galloping through our campsites was quite a trip.
Frances McDormand knocks it out of the park once again with her performance in this film. Anyone who has full-timed will recognize the authenticity of the performances and personalities here.
Time IN NY? It’s a new day. Whoohee! This has been a doozy of a year! I’ve never done an end of year recap, but think this is a good one to reflect back over. It’s been a year that changed just about everything.
Saturday, I had an early breakfast on the Upper East Side with Ed and Nicole. We finished just after nine and I had brought along my camera to take advantage of the gorgeous early morning light. New York City architecture, and my ferry ride from East 90th Street down to Wall Street are my subject today.