During one of my local public library visits, I found five copies of a small paperback tucked in the local history section. While flipping through the pages of Peggy Winkworth’s
My Ramble Dog adventures often lead me to the local public library of the town I am visiting. Ouray’s Public Library on 3rd Ave. was no exception. Among the books
We don’t make it a habit to revisit a place that we’ve been to before, unless it’s home to family. Ouray, Colorado is an exception. Our fourth trip to Ouray
The Jeep slowly ambled up the rough dirt road as I looked for any signs of a vineyard. My husband followed me driving our truck and camper we call Ardy.
Maria graciously plucked off a few sprigs of rosemary from the large bush that grows in a pristine garden surrounding the patio outside the tasting room. She was quick to
We discovered a shaded gem in the Verde Valley to park our fifth-wheel for the summer. It’s not a secret gem, as the park was bustling all season with short
Cottonwood RV Park sits on the edge in the small community of Bluff, Utah. This quaint 12 acre park with 22 full hook-up spaces is rustic but well cared for.
Trails in New Zealand are called tracks, and several tracks surround the Nelson area climb very steep hills. What amazes us the most is the vegetation along these tracks. One
A twenty-minute drive from Nelson is a lovely park along the beach on Rabbit Island. Campsites are simple with grass pull-ins, a picnic table, and a large barbeque. We chose
I had seen a picture of the purple cottage with its fuchsia doors, blackberry-colored trim, and mauve wisteria growing around the front door. We even “drove” by it on Google
