Traversing the intricacies of the York train terminal gives me a stomachache. Our train is due to depart on Platform 5, but when we arrive all we see is 5A and 5B. I take the fun out of everything by asking questions…and then I question the information given to us by the resident attendant. I […]
Probably the last place on my list to visit would be the National Railway Museum in York, but for Michael it is up at the top. There is everything here from Thomas the Train to the sleek Eurostar that traverses the English Channel carrying an average of 57,000 passengers a day through almost 32 miles […]
It is Michael’s week to feed and entertain us—even though it is an ongoing negotiation each day—the responsibility lands squarely on his shoulders if we both come up empty with no particular—I really want to… And today he has a plan—a simple walk along the river with Clifford’s Tower being our ultimate destination—and I need […]
It is amazing how the brilliant blue skies of yesterday can turn into the heavy wet gray gloom of today. I’m rethinking my desire to venture out and go to a pub for lunch, this seems to be a curl up with a book and tea, and have leftover stew for dinner, kind of day. […]
A brilliant blue cloak is spread over the shoulders of Yorkshire this morning –not a cloud in the sky. They have been washed away by the rain and erased by high winds, leaving us with this—this brilliance—ordering us to get out of the city. Barely in York long enough to catch our breath, I open […]
I am a bit ambivalent about visiting the Disney–like Jorvik Viking Center with its talking and moving animatronic Vikings, but I walk to the desk where my computer sits, do a search, enter my credit card number and purchase tickets for later this morning. Arriving early, Michael stops to explore a shop across the way while […]
It is cold, it is wet, it is windy. It is York. It is England. I need to buy warmer clothes. And a hat. And gloves. And shoes without holes. But first things first. We want a stress free place to park, and I think Michael found a solution to our dilemma. A parking garage […]
One of the last things Michael tells me before we depart Whitby, while he sits in the chair by the window facing the Quay bordering the estuary of the River Esk is, “I really like this little town.” I knew he would. Unfortunately it is time to say goodbye. After cleaning, packing, and then hauling […]
It’s cold. It’s gray. It’s raining. I dawdle. “Don’t dawdle,” I hear. The train doesn’t leave till 9:45. The station is less than five minutes away. My dawdling continues. I think I picked a very bad day for this adventure. We bought the tickets for the round trip steam train to Pickering in Saturday’s sunshine. […]
When we arrived in Whitby at the edge of the sea in the North (I can hear John Snow talking) we thought there was really no reason to ever venture away from the home fires, but we did. Always the adventurers we had to see what was on the other side of the hill, but […]
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Simply put, I love Texas. I have lived almost my entire life in this state. Born and raised in San Antonio, I spent the majority of my adult life in Fort Worth, in addition to ten years—on and off—sailing in and around the Gulf Coast on our 40’ Endeavor, Island Rose. For the past ten years, my husband and I have called Wimberley home—and if I love Texas—I adore the Texas Hill Country.
We have traveled extensively in this state--from deep East to far West, from North to South--and have probably been on more back roads and in more towns than anyone I have encountered. I AM a Texan—through and through!
I’m a foodie. I love to cook. I am a good judge of what is excellent, what is not. We will drive two-and-a-half hours for Saturday lunch; for the journey and the destination. I love picnics and trying out local wineries. Food and wine pairings draw me like a magnet. And music—all kinds. Concerts are on the menu at our house every year, be they concerts in a house, in a park, in a barn, in an auditorium or at a winery--we're there.
I paint. I cook. I entertain. I love back country roads and small towns—we own two convertibles so I can be sure that nothing bars the experience of just being there.
I finally decided it was time to share my love of this state and these hills with anyone who will listen or read, letting them in on on the famous, the infamous and the not so famous places that dot the countryside and cities. I'll share stories, experiences, and recipes.
Hopefully, you will come along for the ride, blaze your own trails and let me know if you are having fun. If you step out your door and take a chance, I know that you will!