Tag: coronacabin
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Life and Mountain Laurel in West Virginia
Whew. It’s been a long-ass six (or seven?) months since my last post. Not like a whole second global pandemic long, but not too far off the mark. For the last – gosh, I want to say, for 10(!?) months — my lovable and wonderful non-husband, XFE has been dealing with aging family members’ health…
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Where to Eat in West Virginia: Farmer’s Daughter
Crazy but true: We’ve been here at our West Virginia corona cabin for a year now. And it has been great. A real respite from our hectic city lives. But the fact is, we don’t get out much. We are pretty isolated, and due to COVID, we have not gone to many restaurants, bars, or…
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Lot’s to Love About Lost River
We appear to have won the battle of the carpenter bees and are now settling into full spring at the cabin. Which, while carpenter bee-free, is not at all bug free. In fact, it is very, very buggy. But that’s what you get when you plunk a cabin in the middle of five acres of…
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A Few Lessons From Living in the Country
There are a few things no one tells you about living in the country If you live at the top of a mountain—even a small one—it will be very, very windy a lot of the time. Get used to the sounds of gunfire. Even if it’s not hunting season. At first I thought there must…
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Part 2: Holy crap. We bought a cabin.
Picking up where I left off: By September, we were getting pretty frustrated with the whole “let’s buy a vacation cabin” experience. When we began looking in June, we had visions of spending late summer all settled in the country. After all, our rowhouse in Old Town was literally the first house we looked at…
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Part 1: Holy crap. We bought a cabin.
Hello from the other side, my fellow vaxxed and inoculated pandemic people. We made it. I mean, we’ve still got a ways to go to make sure we reach herd immunity, but there seems to be a very dim light at the end of this long, crap tunnel of death and illness and isolation. We…