This Sunday, I marked another year around the sun and Cuckoolemon celebrated its third birthday. Thank you for all the kind birthday wishes on social media and IRL. If you have a child under six and s/he has not yet recorded a video singing “happy birthday,” I will still be accepting submissions until the end of the week. Those videos are my absolute favorite and I watch each of them minimum 10x with a huge smile on my face.
Donald Trump is making me incredibly anxious and pissed off. I am in the Berkshires this weekend doing wedding stuff so I wasn’t able to join any of the incredible protests that happened this weekend. (Though I did donate to the ACLU, and if you can afford to I encourage you to do the same. The ACLU is working hard to protect the core fundamental rights we as Americans have come to expect. In less than two weeks in office, Trump is seriously threatening these rights with his flurry of Executive Orders.)
For me, getting into the woods is a healthy, relaxing way to temporarily regain sanity, and that’s exactly what I did for a few hours this morning. I needed a break from inhaling Twitter and MSNBC.
We drove to Race Brook Falls in Sheffield, MA.
When you get to the trail head right off Route 41, you walk for a bit then are presented with a few options, including a link to the Appalachian Trail.
