12 Things on Our Summer Bucket List

Even though moving (and everything that goes along with it) is foremost in our minds at the moment, I’ve still been trying to plan out some fun things we can look forward to this summer so it won’t just be house-house-house all the time (which is kind of what it feels like right now). After …

This Couldn’t Even Qualify as Glamping

When we first started doing the (now) annual campout with my family, Matt and I went along with the whole sleep-in-tents thing just like everyone else, despite the campsite being literally up the street from our apartment. Because, after all, how could you do a campout without actually, you know, camping? So we tried to …

This Would Have Been the Last Weekend

It was everywhere I turned this weekend– It was in the way that the mornings felt a little chilly, in the way that the parks overflowed with children and parties and the smell of hamburgers grilling. It was at the farmer’s market, puddling out of the stands along with the stacks of zucchini and bushels …

Summer

Because It Really Is Possible to Get Burned Out From Summer Living

For many of us, summer is the time of year we most look forward to due to its never-ending supply of sunny days and outdoor fun and feelings of freedom and play and relaxation. As a (former) teacher, summers took on an even more special tone, as they were literally what helped me regain my …

Strawberry Fields Forever: Michaelis Farm

I can credit an ex-boyfriend actually for my interest in the Beatles less-well-known stuff–as a child, I was familiar with all of their #1 hits, but I’d never ventured into their actual albums (just the compilations of their top songs or whatever the oldies station played). To me, the Beatles were synonymous with “Love, Love …

I’ll Probably Never Be Much of a Camper, But I Like S’Mores

Confession: although I love the idea of campfires, I really hate smelling like one. In high school, it was The Thing to gather around a campfire about every weekend and roast Starburst or s’mores while someone (sometimes me, many times not) strummed a guitar while the night got blacker and stiller. Those were good times, …