Hillary Danaher

  The window seat in the Horseshoe Cafe looks out over the train tracks...which were perhaps the first things to arrive in Benson, Arizona. The Southern Pacific Railroad had a junction here beginning in 1880, shuttling freight cars to nearby towns and then shipping off ore and refined metal back east. The Horseshoe Cafe opened… Continue reading Horseshoe Cafe

If every Saturday morning could start off on the corner of West Clybourn and 19th, life would be even more fantastic  than it already is. Since 1985, Miss Katie's Diner has been serving breakfast, lunch, dinner and cocktails to downtown Milwaukee, and it's quite easy to see why they are so popular. My server was… Continue reading Miss Katie’s Diner

Those who know me are far too well aware that Pride and Prejudice is not just a fun go-to novel or a Friday night popcorn and a movie thing for me...Elizabeth Bennet (to me) is the very image of intelligence and independent thinking. And Jane Austen herself holds a permanent spot in my own Fabulous People… Continue reading Incandescently Happy

I raced from one place to another today, trying to get fourteen things done in a time slot that would fit only three. Not unusual, and it was relatively stress-free; nothing on the list was terribly pressing with the exception of finding the ingredients for dinner and making sure the puppies get a good run… Continue reading To the Woman at the Grocery Store

Meghan is up in Alaska, where right now it gets light out at 11am and then the sun goes down around 2 pm. Her husband is in the military and is getting set to deploy soon, which means he will be gone for a year or so while she and their infant son keep things… Continue reading Being Real