leavin on a jetplane

Sunrise through the fog...

From a recent trip to Door County, Wisconsin.

I wanted to get up early one morning to watch the sunrise and 

my father-in-law suggested I go fishing with him.

I'm always up for a new adventure...curious to go where I've not yet been.

I agreed on two conditions:

1. I don't fish.  No hooking, gutting, cleaning, etc. etc.

2. I NEED...MUST HAVE...coffee in the morning...especially at 3:30am.

The next morning, we pulled out of the driveway with 

fishing gear, a family friend,  and a giant thermos of coffee in hand.

The sunrise was not exactly as I'd envisioned, but gorgeous still.

The fog was so thick we could barely tell where the water ended and the sky began.

(Amen for radar technology!)

And as the sun began to rise, the most beautiful pastel shades filled the sky.

My father-in-law reeled in a salmon that we savored at dinner later that same night.

Incredibly delicious...marinated in a soy sauce with brown sugar/ginger and 

then grilled with sliced onion and lemon...so good! 

Our return trip to the harbor later that morning...the sun rising.

Summer memories to relish...

{chicago: quietly & intently}

"I enjoy looking quietly and intently at living human beings going about their work and duties and occupations and activities as though they were spread before us for our pleasure and interest.  A huge opera.  A huge arena." ~ Dorothea Lange

I recently returned from a short visit to Chicago with my husband and kids.  This year for spring break we visited family in Illinois and took a small side trip into Chicago via the Union Pacific West Line Train.  I love falling into a city...discovering it....quiet moments found in the midst of the hustle and bustle.  I love watching people walk by....wonder what their story is...wonder what they're thinking.  I love finding a part of a city that's not mentioned in the guide books.   A huge opera.  A huge arena.  Indeed.