On Edge

If you followed our trip last year and read about the time we spent at Grand Canyon, you’re familiar with my fear of edges (precipices, to be exact). I don’t mind heights, it’s just the edge between my high point and the distant low point (the plunging, cavernous chasm below) that causes my heart to race. Unfortunately (as I don’t want to pass my anxieties along to my children either genetically or behaviorally) Julianna seems to have the same fear. So, we were quite the pair in Mesa Verde National Park as we toured the Balcony House, an ancient cliff Continue Reading …

Cumbres & Toltec Scenic Railroad

We live easy lives now—fast lives that demand as much of us as we expect of them. We can drive in one hour what it took six for us to travel on that train. I am so thankful for the access we have to the technology of this day, but want also to appreciate that it hasn’t always been, and doesn’t have to be, like it is today. Continue Reading …

Westward Bound

Last year was a transformative experience for our family. After years of living overseas and working internationally, I settled completely into married, family, and local life, contracting my travels from international to national to nil. The same was true for Tim: international travel for work and fun was replaced with the local concerns in our life. By the time Theo was two, we’d mastered the art of the family Staycation and making the most of what our hometown had to offer. Then three of my closest friends moved away at once, and the comfort of home, though still real and Continue Reading …