It’s a dry heat. For half of my life, I’ve heard people say those words about the desert that is southern California. I never really understood that fully until I spent a few weeks on the East Coast this summer. You couldn’t escape from the humidity. Even at midnight in Memphis, standing along the banks …
I hope your Christmas was magical and your brother did not plug up the toilet! Here in late December 2024, I’m praying all my friends and family had magical holiday times with minimal arguments about politics. Or arguments about what candied Brussel Sprouts really smell like. Here it is finally about to be 2024 and …
It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas. Or is it? Are you hosting multiple holiday parties this year? Or is it just you and your cat drinking wine in your Christmas pajamas and rewatching old episodes of VEEP? I don’t judge. But I would judge if I showed up at your ugly sweater party …
What do hiking, Christmas cookies and bear poo have in common? This recipe of course! Here in our home of Big Bear Lake California, I’ve spent a lot of time out on the absolutely not snowy trails with my favorite hiking partner, my two-year-old Catahoula. Are the trails snowy? No, not at all. Does it …
It’s mid-December here in our ski town. It was twenty-four degrees this morning when I left for a hike with the puppy. But we had no snow. This extremely dry southern California December so far is just ridiculous. Can you please take me back to camping in Montana last summer? If the weather is going …