Author: Annette Heidmann

Across the parking lot, this motorcycle brigade began to form up... More people coming down the green around the stadium... Then, these buses began to move out one after the…

Leaving that last bridge behind, as we continued on toward the stadium, we were suddenly faced with a surprising sight - a fence, where none is usually to be seen...…

Finally I caught up to the rest of the crew, but only because they kindly stopped at the next bridge to wait for me. Mother was glad to find a…

I fell further and further behind as I was aided and abetted in my walking delinquency by Laurent, who kept pointing out interesting foliage. (to be cont...)

My oldest, and the younger two, were stalwart companions as I took my time along the trail... Looking up at just the right moment, I saw a rather large bird…

Another of our annual traditions in the Heidmann Household is a New Year's Day hike.  More often than not it has been in one of the mountain parks around town,…