A freezing day at Lake Tahoe—one foot in California, the other in Nevada, and my poor nose slowly turning into an ice cube!
But with my babies, Matthew and Gauri, and our four-legged gang beside me, even the cold felt warm.
We wandered through the forest with nowhere important to be and everything beautiful to notice.
Four months of staying put, and the wanderlust soul in me has begun making noise again.
Diagnosis: severe travel deficiency. Prescription: one gloriously off-road adventure—urgently!