Howdy from the great state of Idaho. What’s here? Other than the drum corps’ performance, I’m not quite sure. Just kidding, Kind of. Pretty views though.
After flying into Memphis on Saturday, Grant and I headed down to Oxford, Mississippi, a quaint town that’s home to the Ole Miss Rebels.
Now at last they were beginning Chapter One of the Great Story no one on earth has ever read, which goes on forever: in which every chapter is better than the one before. –C.S. Lewis
Small towns have a certain appeal that have a way of welcoming a newcomer.
How was your Memorial Day weekend? I spent mine attending a gorgeously rustic wedding and come Monday, it was all about relaxing pool side in celebration.
A weekend of friendship. Even when your best gang flocks away, you can always pick up quacking right where you left off. This weekend, I went down with my friend Sara to visit one of our best friends at Wake Forest grad school in North Carolina. In between eating and drinking, we squeezed in a 7 mile trail run at this gorgeous space. We arrived in Winston Salem on Friday afternoon and wasted no time before hitting a Mexican restaurant, one of our signature moves. We came back to Jeanna’s place and pregamed a night of dancing with a little yoga, naturally. Jeanna got her exercise in later too… 😉…
Ever heard that expression, wherever you go there you are? As a traveler, I’m constantly experiencing novelties, making new connections and broadening my outlook. It’s easy to thrive off consistent change. The uncertainty blurs boundaries, but no matter your destination, you are still you underneath it all, and that’s a beautiful thing.