With all the unpleasant and smarmy news on television and in the newspapers, I felt the urge to return to a happier day from yesteryear — Easter Sunday when I was a little girl. This blog was originally posted two years ago, but the message is even more relevant and stronger today. 

It was an experiment that failed.  But for several meals, Blue Apron fed us very well indeed.

But definitely not our last visit to Music City.

Discovering chic classy villages along a 20-mile stretch in the Florida Panhandle. Yup, the Panhandle.

Laozi said, “The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.”  Not to forget: dueling GPS apps, a Rand McNally road map, and a big bag of M&Ms

“Returning to ‘burn camp’ is the first activity I book for the summer,” Kathleen Powell says.

Love conquered all during the husband-wife Valentine’s Day golf tournament at the club

An exhibit at St. Augustine’s Lightner Museum placed me right back in the Abbey’s magnificent drawing room with the Dowager Countess, Lady Mary and Carson

Tampa pulses with ultra-cool restaurants, Lightning Bolts, swash-buckling pirate ships and a sweet ATM

Can’t wait to pass that iconic landmark on I-95!