Modern Art Lives in the Bronx!

So, what is there to do in the Bronx? Good question.

The Bronx is one of those New York City boroughs that exists as a mystery to many. Barring Yankee Stadium, The Botanical Gardens and the Bronx Zoo...what is there to do? Art, good restaurants, charming neighborhoods, stunning landmarks- the Bronx just doesn't have a reputation for these things. Most tourists don't venture this far north, many New Yorkers don't either. So what's there?

I don't have an answer. The Bronx is an enigma. Despite commuting an hour and a half each way Monday through Friday to work, I know little about the area. I literally hop off the train, walk five blocks to work and then reverse.

So I've decided to challenge myself to step outside of my Brooklyn/Manhattan comfort zone. For the next few weeks, I'm going to take the time to explore the Bronx.

My first stop- The Bronx Museum of the Arts

Located on the gritty Grand Concourse, the Bronx Museum of the Arts is a small contemporary art museum rooted in the Bronx community where it is located. Founded in 1971, the museum attracts both international and local visitors and has a steady rotation of exhibits on display alongside the museums extensive (over 1,000 items) permanent collection.

The Bronx Museum of the Arts

1040 Grand Concourse

Bronx, New York 10456

FREE ADMISSION!

SUBSCRIBE to Sojourner's Sojourns

The Martin Luther King Jr. Memorial on the Mall

What makes a man or woman great? Is it their actions? Their thoughts? The words they share that inspire others? Their writings? Their courage? A combination of the above?

Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter."

                                                   -Martin Luther King Jr.

Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.

As I stood at the entrance of the Martin Luther King Jr. Memorial taking in the memorialized words of this great man, I began to wonder.

The sun was deceiving. It was sunglasses weather, but it was also skin a bear and wear his fur to keep yourself warm weather. As the heavy wind gusts pushed us to and fro, we made our way beyond the murky frozen Potomac, past the Lincoln Memorial and along the Washington Mall towards the relatively new Martin Luther King Jr. Memorial.

Making our way down Independence Ave., the National Monument in the distance, Dr. King's memorial seemed to appear suddenly, three dignified cream colored peaks before us.

I was drawn immediately to the wall of Dr. King's quotes, presented in a smooth arc behind his statue. A powerful living memorial, I followed the semi-circle of quotes, taking each one in, letting them resonate.

The Martin Luther King Jr. memorial was dedicated on August 28th 2011, 48 years after the historic March on Washington.

Behind Dr. Kings image lies the mountain of despair, which is divided into two pieces to symbolize the hope of the present. In the distance, between the mountain of despair, one gets a clear view of the Jefferson memorial, a symbol of freedom and liberty.

Located in West Patomac Park in Washington D.C., the memorial is open 24 hours a day, seven days a week. There is a parking area.

The Martin Luther King Jr. Memorial: 1964 Independence Ave SW, Washington, DC

Dr. King's legacy should inspire us all to aim to be great. To live lives of service, lives that matter. Whatever your mission, whatever your cause, let it ring from the mountaintops and refuse to be moved.

SUBSCRIBE to Sojourner's Sojourns

The National Air and Space Museum

It was like being in a flashback of my childhood.

My feet clicked across the glossy white floor, bright light streamed in from the window spaces above, and everywhere around me, suspended overhead, bolted to the ground, were massive relics of aviation and space exploration.

I remember being dragged here as a child by my grandfather, a former Tuskegee Airman. He would stand and marvel at the B-52 bombers and telescopes, the space shuttles and astronomy dioramas. Not at all interested in science, airplanes or space exploration, I was always bored and unimpressed.

"Come on grandpa, is it time for ice-cream yet?"...

Flash forward twenty years and I've found myself the proud yet baffled mother of an airplane obsessed two year old. His love of all things aviation certainly didn't come from me or my musician husband, it must be an inherited love from his great-grandfather. My role as a mom is not to question, but to support, so off I found myself, yet once again heading to the National Air and Space Museum. At least I told myself, this time I was the adult, and could control when we would leave and how long we would spend lost in space.

Located on historic Independence Avenue, the National Air and Space Museum boasts the largest collection of historic air and spacecraft in the world.  A part of the Smithsonian museum collections, the museum is FREE! A great perk of many things in the nation's capital.

The National Air and Space Museum

600 Independence Ave SW, Washington, District of Columbia 20560

SUBSCRIBE to Sojourner's Sojourns

The Virtues of a Green Maternity Massage at the Nusta Spa

"Oh, yes, Mrs. Williams, we've been expecting you. What size are you wearing now?"

The receptionist looked from my face to my stomach with a smile and a wink.

"Errr... I, I'm not sure anymore. Maternity size?"

"No problem Mrs. Williams. Have you been here before?"

"No."

"Well, welcome. Jeanine here will show you around."

A woman, dressed in head to toe black, appeared suddenly from behind the counter.

"Follow me Mrs. Williams." She said, her black framed glasses sliding slightly down the bridge of her nose.

I was led through the bright lobby and down a wood paneled lavender scented hallway.

"Here we are." She pushed open a set of large glass doors.

The bright room smelled of eucalyptus. My feet slid across the spotless bamboo floors.

"This will be your locker, behind you you'll find the washroom, and on the other side the showers. Here is your robe and a pair of slippers. Once you've changed you can make a left out the door and take a seat in the treatment waiting area."

Wrapped in a velvety robin's egg blue robe and matching slippers, I made my way down the fragrant hallway towards the waiting room. A babbling fountain echoed in the distance as I settled into the plush sofa with a glass of cucumber water and a handful of trail mix.

No sooner had I started flipping through Organic Spa Magazine than I was called in for my treatment.

This Christmas, Mark surprised me with a maternity massage. Well into my second trimester with our second child, he'd grown weary of my daily, sometimes hourly requests for massages.

My first maternity massage, I wasn't sure what to expect. The massage table was outfitted with an elaborate network of body pillows, that the masseuse had to help me wriggle into so I could lay comfortably on my side.

The massage began, as most do, with a back rub. Instead of laying on my stomach, I was on my side. First my left side was gently attended to and then the right. It was heavenly. Classical music played in the distance. A soothing heat pad covered my feet and lower back.

The legs came next, then the feet, followed by my arms, neck and finally my head. When my hour was up, I felt blissful and new.

Nusta Spa is a green spa. I was able to relax and rest assured that nothing but the cleanest and purest ingredients were being massaged into my skin. In my case, an unscented olive oil blend.

The maternity massage at Nusta Spa was exactly what I needed. Before this little guy makes his grand appearance in June, I will definitely be back.

Wondering how to make your pregnant friends, wives, girlfriends, daughters, or sisters smile? Find a luxurious spa and gift them a maternity massage.

If you're in the D.C. area, Nusta Spa is a great place to start.

Nusta Spa, 1129 20th Street, NW, Washington, DC

Koziar's Christmas Village

Through the heart of Pennsylvania Dutch Country we rolled. Through small cozy hamlets and festively lit main streets, past expansive rolling pastures and into the darkness of early evening in early winter.

We passed signs proclaiming- "Celebrate Jesus' Birthday!"

We passed signs announcing "Live Nativity Next Corner!"

Live Nativity? As in, people and animals huddled in makeshift mangers in the freezing cold?  I was not in Brooklyn anymore.

For a moment, we were the only souls on the road, it appeared we would disappear into the velvety black cloak of night, that's when the lights first appeared.

A massive collective of bright lights illuminated the night from the valley below. The lights shone in every color, from every direction, it was difficult to make out the sight before us.

The closer we got, the more distinctly the lights took form, until we found ourselves at the brilliant gates of Koziar's Christmas Village.

Once we secured a spot in the massive parking lot and made the twenty minute trek to the front gates, our Christmas spirit was in full swing.

Good 'N Plenty

There is a place in the heart of Pennsylvania Dutch Country where you can sit down to a family style dinner with a group of strangers and leave, fully sated with a roster of new friends and contacts.

Rarely do we take the time to sit down and connect without distraction with family during dinner, let alone perfect strangers.

The family to my left was from my hometown of Rochester, New York. We shared an affinity for the city's annual Lilac Festival and knew some of the same people.

The three sisters to our right were from Germantown, Maryland, not far from where we have a home. We swapped opinions about the best local farmer's markets and places to shop.

The guy sitting across from us, was from Indiana. I'm not going to lie, he was just plain creepy. He uttered barely a word to anyone and kept his eyes on his plate the entire meal.

But the creepy guy excluded, it was a heartwarming and humanity affirming experience to dine in the company of strangers.

Good 'N Plenty is both delicious and plentiful, offering as they say, traditional Pennsylvania Dutch hearty home cooking.

Situated on a working farm, complete with a petting zoo and gardens, Good 'N Plenty, resembles a large white farmhouse.

Once inside, you have the option of a family style spread or you can order from the menu. We opted for the family style spread, which is what the restaurant is famous for. Famous as in they receive busload after busload of visitors daily.

We were ushered into the main dining room, where we were greeted by row upon row of wooden benches simply decorated and set up with pitchers of water, iced tea and lemonade.

A table fits 10-12 people who share in the endless supply of fresh green beans, savory mashed potatoes, buttery noodles, crispy fried chicken (they're famous for their chicken), meat loaf, ham, buttery sweet corn, warm homemade bread with fresh churned whipped butter and apple butter. The food was really good in a stick to your ribs sort of way. The dessert course had us sampling a cheesecake platter, cracker pudding (bread pudding made from saltine crackers-I wasn't the biggest fan), freshly churned ice cream, apple pie and shoe fly pie (a thick molasses pie with brown sugar crumble- a little too sweet for even this sweet tooth).

A trip to Good N' Plenty in Smoketown, PA, is so much more than a dinner, it's an entire experience and glimpse into the Pennsylvania Dutch culture of the region.  One can make an afternoon or evening of it. There is a petting zoo and an elaborate gift shop boasting local goods and wares.

An assortment of beautiful Bed and Breakfasts and Country Inns can be found in the area.

If you're looking for more things to do, the Tanger Outlets are a big draw, as is the Intercourse Pretzel Factory (if you can get past the name), where you be led on a tour of the factory and sample freshly made hot pretzels. You'll also be near Hershey's Chocolate World and depending on the season and your religious inclinations, the Sights and Sounds of Christmas experience is a huge tourist attraction.

As for Mark, Ohm and I, we took our sated selves to  Koziar's Christmas Village, about an hour away, to see the Christmas lights.

SUBSCRIBE to Sojourner's Sojourns

Christmas at the National Zoo- Washington, D.C.

We took advantage of the unseasonably warm weather and decided to enjoy an evening stroll through the holiday light show at the National Zoo in Washington, D.C. An annual tradition in the Washington area, the zoo opens its doors free of charge from 5pm-9pm during the holiday season, to provide family friendly holiday cheer.

Happy Holidays!

The National Zoo , 3001 Connecticut Ave NW, Washington, DC 20008

SUBSCRIBE to Sojourner's Sojourns

South Beach Off-Peak: A Photo Essay

In November, my friend Krista and I  indulged in a girls weekend away from the shivering hustle and bustle of New York.

South Beach, Miami in November ran at just my pace. Relaxed, sleepy, not at all crowded and not too hot or humid. We were able to kick back and relax, enjoy the amazing restaurants, meditate on the beach, go shopping and indulge in the awesome night life, without having to deal with loud crowds.

So here it is, proof that Miami can be enjoyed during the off-peak season. We had so much fun, we're planning to return in November of 2014.

SUBSCRIBE to Sojourner's Sojourns

What Do You Desire?

What Do You Desire?

What do you desire?

This was the question that sent hundreds of women into a fantastic frenzy during Worldwide Sister Goddess Weekend 2013- Miami.

Three days of intense soul searching, networking, courses, lectures, and fun, Worldwide Sister Goddess Weekend Miami is an annual event hosted by bestselling author, coach, and motivational speaker Regena Thomashauer aiming to shake women at their core and help them get in touch with the desires and passions that light their existence.

Worldwide Sister Goddess Weekend 2014 will be here before you know it.

If you're a woman, grab your girlfriends and make a weekend of it. If you're a man, tell a woman you love, whether it's your wife, mother, daughter or girlfriend.

Empowering women to see and be their authentic selves is Mama Geena's mission and there's no better setting for this work, than beautiful and vibrant South Beach, Miami.

SUBSCRIBE to Sojourner's Sojourns

Miami in November

Despite being overcast, it was comfortably warm.

An hour after the rain, an hour before the next, the air was sweet with humidity.

Clouds drifted quickly overhead, revealing layers, shapes and shadows. It was a quiet afternoon.

The humming and spitting of the ocean, the granules of sand accumulating in your hair, in the distance a man seated in the sand plays the saxophone, the ease of your exhale.

Miami in November can be unpredictable, but it is a predictably wonderful break from late autumn in New York City.

Pumpkin Picking At Shlagel Farms

This week in New York, we experienced the first snowfall of the year. A brief and glittery show of wonder, it drew our attention to things to come.

How is it that autumn seems to slip so quickly into ether? The smell of leaves, replaced by angular barren trees, biting wind, holiday carols and the inevitable dark descent into the slushy biting winter.

So before I begin posting about holiday getaways and wintery escapes, I'd like to give one more ode' to autumn- crispy, colorful, aromatic, earthy, winsome, autumn.

One of my favorite farms to visit in October is Shlagel Farms in Waldorf, Maryland. A working farm in its 101st year of operation, a trip to Shlagel Farms is as informative as it is picturesque, family friendly and engaging.

Shlagel Farms

12850 Shlagel Rd, Waldorf, MD 20601

(301) 645-4554

SUBSCRIBE to Sojourner's Sojourns

Greeting the Sun in Miami

5:30 am

I was startled awake by the alarm. Where was I? My friend Krista's head popped up in the bed next to mine. I took in our white room. The thick white duvets, plush velvet bedposts. Then I remembered.

Slowly we made our way off Collins Ave towards the ocean.

The sand slid over our toes as we sank into the earth with each step.

6:00 am

"Maybe the clouds are covering the sun?" Krista suggested, pointing across the ocean, towards a dark sky.

6:02 am

A breakthrough!

6:05 am

Standing at the edge of the sand, the waves washed over my feet and ankles. The water, warmer then the air, was welcoming. It was clear there would be a show.

6:10 am

A coral shell is thrust towards me compliments of the ocean waves. I retrieve the shell, rinse the sand from it and admire its beauty. The sky too is coral.

6:15 am

Reclining in beach chairs, we stare transfixed as the sun, blood orange, stretched through the clouds.

The green of the water, the gray dawn clouded sky, seagulls playing between undulating waves....

6:20 am

A distinct orange hump can be seen over the horizon. The sun, like a a beach ball being buoyed along the surface of the ocean.

Slowly rising, parting clouds. Small clusters of people have gathered to admire the scene.

The wind picks up. I tie a beach towel around my shoulders like a cape. Super-Sunrise Goddess to the rescue!

6:30 am

Sshh... It is done. All is quiet and still.

6:31 am

Rejoice!

SUBSCRIBE to Sojourner's Sojourns

Weekend Getaway to Saratoga Springs, New York: A Photo Essay

There is something so refreshing about a town that rings with the babble of fresh water springs!

A few weeks ago, we made the trip from Brooklyn to Saratoga Springs to visit my sister and her boyfriend Alex. It was a relaxing weekend, seeped in autumn colors, amazing food and beautiful scenery.

About thirty minutes outside of Albany, Saratoga Springs makes a beautiful weekend retreat. Home of the famed Saratoga Races (July-September) and summer home of the New York City Ballet, Saratoga offers world class entertainment with a charming and village-like feel. Saratoga's downtown is walkable and full of top notch restaurants, boutiques, gallery spaces and bars.

A few paces from the main drag, you'll find block upon block of immaculately restored Victorian homes. Colorful gables and shutters decorate the streets. One almost expects to see parasols, top hats and stagecoaches.

Saratoga is splendid, but it is more than just a pretty setting. Saratoga is seeped in history and tradition.

Saratoga  is home to the famed Saratoga springs, a series of naturally carbonated mineral water springs lauded for their healing and curative powers.

The Iroquois and Mowhawk Indians celebrated the medicinal properties of the springs bathing in and drinking the waters.  Later, George Washington was said to drink and bathe in the springs, he even tried unsuccessfully to purchase the springs which were considered during the Colonial times to heal ailments from  rheumatism, diabetes, heartburn, liver and kidney problems, cancer, malaria and hangovers.

By the 19th century, wealthy and famous New Yorker's would retreat to Saratoga Springs, New York for luxurious spa getaways in the springs.

Today, you can sample the water from about 17 different springs. Each spring has a slightly different taste and apparently depending upon the time of the year, the water tastes different. An ambitious visitor to Saratoga can take a walking tour and sample each spring. I myself, made it to two of the spring fountains before deciding that the water was not for me. I couldn't get past the strong odor of sulfur.

An easy weekend trip to take from many points in the Northeast (New York, Philadelphia, Boston, Albany, Rochester, Syracuse, Buffalo, to name a few) Saratoga is well worth exploring.

During the summer there are races and cultural events like the New York City ballet. In the autumn, Saratoga is bright with fall leaves and apple picking. Saratoga transforms into a winter wonderland during the holiday season and is home to manicured gardens during the spring.

SUBSCRIBE to Sojourner's Sojourns

Happy Halloween!

  Happy Halloween from Ft. Greene & Clinton Hill Brooklyn!

Let the holiday season BEGIN!!!!

Apple Picking in Saratoga Springs, New York

Stretched before you, are acre upon acre of apple orchard. The afternoon sun, bursts through the leaves cascading downwards in powdery rays you want to run your fingers through.

The trees, low to the ground are heavy with plump apples, not waxy like the ones in the super market, but a bit ashen, some draped in spider webs.

"Apple!!!! Apple!!!!" Ohm implores on his tip toes, eyes hopeful, fingers spread wide atop outstretched arms.

Mark wipes a small apple clean and hands it over. Ohm's fingers close in on the prize as he takes a crispy bite.

"Mmmm..."

He's all teeth, before setting off to explore the rows of apple trees.

Apple picking is one of my favorite autumn activities and being from upstate New York, I must say, we've got the BEST!

From Western New York to Long Island, there is no shortage of apple orchards to choose from. We went to Saratoga Apple in Saratoga Springs, about a three hour drive from New York City.

With acres of apple trees, a farmer's market, live music, hayrides, a baby kangaroo (yes, a kangaroo) and the best hot donuts and cider (possibly in the world), Saratoga Apple was well worth the trek.

Here's how it works, you purchase a bag, there are three sides and you're free to collect as many varieties of apples as you can fit. If you're not sure what apple tickles your fancy, they have apple tastings. I was a big fan of the Crispin!

Once you've got your bag, you have two options really:

a) Set off by foot to pick the apples of your choice

b) Enjoy a tractor ride to the specific apple tree section of your choice (there's a lot of space between the varieties in some instances)

After you've picked your apples, you might as well stay for lunch (there's a cafe), have some hot apple cider and fresh warm donuts (so incredibly amazing!!!), enjoy the live music and browse the farmer's market.

Saratoga Apple, 1174 Route 29, Schuylerville, NY 12871

Have you gone apple picking this year?

SUBSCRIBE to Sojourner's Sojourns

Autumn in Brooklyn: A Saturday At Ft. Greene Park

The sun is high in the sky, but the air is cool. As you walk, your hair rises for a moment, before coming to a rest against your neck, sweeping against the tops of your shoulders. The crunching sound at your feet is dramatic as you step over yellowing leaves.

Autumn in Brooklyn is glorious. The humidity finally gone, the sun still out, people take to the streets pushing strollers, walking dogs, nursing lattes, holding hands, ready to soak in everything this short season has to offer before sweaters are replaced with coats, flats with boots, and an afternoon walk through the park with staying indoors.

Ft. Greene park, in Brooklyn's beautiful Ft. Greene neighborhood is an ideal place to enjoy an autumn Saturday.

Neatly manicured, draped in trees, bordered by Brooklyn's classic tree-lined brown stone dotted streets, Ft. Greene park on an autumn Saturday is the place to be.

If you're the solitary type, take refuge on one of the many old-fashioned benches with a good book, journal or sketch pad.

If you're a parent, take advantage of the large playground, the chance to let your little-one run free. Help yourself to a seat as it may take a while. There's so much to do.

If you're in love, bring a blanket, a bottle of wine, a fanciful snack and lay beneath the trees with your beloved.

If you're an aspiring naturalist, there are plaques to identify the various species of flora.

Do you like football or soccer? Join in one of the many ongoing games.

Into Farmer's Markets? Every Saturday, along the edge of the park closest to the playground, you'll find an intimate Farmer's Market.

Visiting Brooklyn for the first time? I suggest grabbing brunch at one of the many restaurants along DeKalib, Myrtle or Fulton, before spending a lazy afternoon in the park.

Brooklyn, Ft. Greene in particular, has a lot to offer. Ambling along the rows of historic brownstones you'll find boutique shops, wine bars, and amazing restaurants. If you're truly up for an adventure, a scenic walk to the Brooklyn Bridge takes about 40 minutes.

Do you have a favorite park to visit in the autumn?

SUBSCRIBE to Sojourner's Sojourns

Breathtaking Beacon, New York: A Photo Essay

It has happened. I've started a full time job after my two year hiatus to raise Ohm, write and travel. To say that this adjustment has been easy, would be a lie. The days are long, my 90-minute each way commute from Brooklyn to the Bronx is insane, having two viable hours in which to spend time with my son and husband while trying to make time to write and travel has taken creativity, humor and patience. In the spirit of carrying on by all means necessary, I will  focus for the next few months on weekend getaways.

Autumn seems the perfect season to launch this exploration. It is the quintessential season of the quick crisp weekend away.

Last weekend, Ohm and I, along with my friend Freddy, set out to explore breathtaking Beacon, New York. It was the perfect Saturday day trip from New York.

Now that I'm back in Brooklyn, all I can think about is the shining sapphire view of the Hudson, the Victorian charm of Main St., and the artistic quirk of the boutiques and galleries.

Beacon, is spectacular!

Deep in the Hudson River Valley, about an hours drive from Manhattan, lies a stunning and artistic little town called Beacon. The drive alone, along the Taconic, through Westchester County, past Bear Mountain and beyond Putnam, New York (probably not in this exact order) is a serene field of green and calm.

Whether for the day as we did, or for an overnight stay at one of the beautiful colonial Bread and Breakfasts, Beacon, New York is a destination that is sure to invigorate your soul.

Stay tuned for more quick trip ideas!

SUBSCRIBE to Sojourner's Sojourns

Rockaway Beach Is New And Improved!

Overhead, the sky was awash in confusion. A thick haze of gray stretched across the horizon. Seagulls and pigeons flew in graceful loops, the seagulls dipping every so often into the water.

In the sand, children built sandcastles, played with shovels and buckets, and set to work burying dads. Groups of hipsters with fedoras and novels huddled under umbrellas, groups of girlfriends in bikinis chatted lazily beneath the haze. The waves lapped at the sand with mediocre force as the wind created a perfect warm clear day. It was, despite the haze and threat of rain, a perfect Labor Day beach day.

This Labor Day, I went to the brand new and improved Rockaway Beach in Queens, New York. I hadn't been in years, and not since hurricane Sandy devestated the beach front. There were definite reminders of what had been. Sand bags lined the base of the boardwalk, a few houses along Ocean Drive remained boarded up and damaged, but it's not what wasn't but what was.

Rockaway Beach is a great beach. With a section for surfing and a section for swimming and miles of sandy beach, it is the perfect waterfront getaway. Here you can swim, you can relax and when you're done you can visit the delicious food kiosk which offers a great selection of healthy food from veggie burgers to fresh squeezed juice. Yes, they've got your standard hot dogs, fries and frozen yogurt as well.

Pushing my stroller along the wooden boardwalk, I am struck by something. This is not the beach I remember, it's so much better.

It's hard to believe that summer is being replaced by fall already. Where did the time go?

SUBSCRIBE to Sojourner's Sojourns

The Bronx River Forest

 

For a unique New York City experience, explore the Bronx River Forest. That's right, Bronx forest. There is a forest in the Bronx. A true, honest to goodness forest. If I didn't see it for myself, I never would have believed the stories of its existence.

You descend into the Bronx River Forest, much as you would any other city park. Follow the downward sloping path into a surprising gathering of trees, note the sudden quiet, the thickening canopy of green above, the soothing hum of rushing water, the call and response of cicadas, you are suddenly transformed. The air is decidedly clear. Your feet sink into the fluffy soil below. You've discovered a special place.

One of the oldest forests in New York City and a natural flood plain, the Bronx River Forest, home to the magnificent 23 mile Bronx river, is the perfect place to explore walking trails, go fishing, or rafting. Whether you live in the city and are looking for an autumn day trip or are visiting the city and want to do a little more than pound the pavement, the Bronx River Forest is a sanctuary worthy of exploration.

For up to date seasonal happenings, check out www.bronxriver.org.

SUBSCRIBE to Sojourner's Sojourns

A Day at the Manhattan Country School Farm- A Photo Essay

Autumn is perfect time to take a trip to the country to soak in the colors, crisp air and quiet. Here's what happened when I ventured to the Catskills recently.

SUBSCRIBE to Sojourner's Sojourns