by Deb Farris | Dec 1, 2024 | Books, Travels, Writing
Mailing the Agreement for Just Along for the Ride to my new publisher Sometimes I stand, hands in pockets (hopefully I have pockets) a little self-consciously, as people walk past me, mostly avoiding eye contact, because, you know, that’s what we do sometimes. And I...
by Deb Farris | Feb 4, 2024 | Books, Faith, Travels, Writing
From the foot of the long driveway, I closed my car door and was taken aback by the fragrant aroma traveling through the air to greet me. Turkish spices, tomatoes, garlic and potatoes, kale and golden raisins, were all surely doing their best to behave and blend...
by Deb Farris | Jun 25, 2023 | Travels
“Oh no, I forgot my headphones,” I say. It’s 4:30 am. “There’s always something,” Todd says as the morning air whooshes through the car so Fannie can have her head out the window. “I know, but I had to buy a new pair at the airport the last trip because I forgot them...
by Deb Farris | Jun 11, 2023 | Travels
It happened so fast. It came from nowhere. It was so unexpected, and so very unlike me… We’d arrived at the hotel after Todd drove ten hours to Lafayette, Indiana to discover the restaurant was closed. So we went out and found a Chipotle and Fresh Thyme to buy a few...
by Deb Farris | Jun 10, 2023 | Musings, Travels
When we sold the family cabin on Washington Island after Dad died, I thought I’d be okay with that. It was the summer we’d received an invitation to attend a wedding in the South of France, just around the time my mom and I would have shared our birthdays on the...
by Deb Farris | Jun 4, 2023 | Travels
“It’s a yoga mat and I’m getting it!” I can’t believe what I just found at a gas station. “Janet used these in her classes.” “You remember that from Janet’s yoga class 14 years ago?” He says as he drives away. “Your mind. You really crack me up.” “That’s what it is,...
