Have you heard? Seattle has been under a deep freeze for as long as I can remember... Here is a story about a recent experience I had with it.
Can the Seattle Freeze Melt?
Day 59 – Super Moon
Dear Super Moon, You looked splendid tonight. Your rouge-like aura when you first emerged above the horizon made me wonder if you were a bit angry. Did Mars tell you something that pissed you off? Did he tell you that you are not made of rock, but of cheese? My sweet, you do look beautiful... Continue Reading →
Day 27 – Care Package!!!
This week began with my hand banged up and my finger throbbing from having a splinter. Not the greatest start of a week. I haven't blogged because there are days I just don't have the time nor the story. Today was going to be another storyless day. I spent 11 hours in downtown Honolulu in... Continue Reading →
Hurricane Matthew – Cuba
You probably haven't heard about the destruction that Hurricane Matthew had on Cuba's Eastern province of Guantanamo (called Oriente in pre-Castro Cuba). Despite the renewed relations between Cuba and the U.S. - only Haiti exists as a Caribbean nation worthy of reporting. Maybe because there are already media embedded in Haiti - knowing that at... Continue Reading →
Day 2 – Del Mar
After a rough start, all I have to say is Del Mar. Of the Ocean I thrive by the ocean. And it's the name of my "new" beach bike. A deal at $30!
Day 1: Joy and Sorrow
Joy to be leaving cold and rainy Seattle. Sorrow- leaving my sweet, furry, babies... and my sweetheart (photo bomb by Sasquatch). Six hours until paradise. 😁
Pause, Regroup, Go
The pause happened before my 45th birthday last year. Thoughts started badgering me: What am I doing with my life? Is this where I want to be? What have I accomplished? Is this all there is for me? I'm almost dead! My older friends laughed and called me "youngster" and "silly." But I know this... Continue Reading →
Wedding in Scotland
Why am I getting married in Scotland? I fell in love with an American man whose heritage takes him back to Scotland on both sides of his family. Three generations ago, in the mid-1800s, his mom's grandfather immigrated from the Orkney Islands to Canada. His dad's Scottish heritage is a bit murky. All we know... Continue Reading →
Road Trip with Dad and Blue Bullet
Blue Bullet chugged as she ascended the last few hundred feet to the summit of the Colorado Rockies. The 1985 Toyota passenger van was weighed down with my post-college graduation possessions, like books, a futon and my hot pink Vespa scooter. My dad and I were moving me from my childhood home of Chicago to... Continue Reading →
Rebecca Francesca Reuter Puerto 