back to where I belong

It took me four years to get back to where I belong. That’s correct, we’re moving again. I promise you, we are not in a witness protection situation. My name really is Mary. Since living in California, Andrew and I always have these conversation about where we’d go after our time in California, because we…

Saturday mornings at the Ferry Building Farmers Market

It won’t surprise you to know my favorite Saturday morning activity in San Francisco, if I can get out of bed and into the city early enough, is wandering the Ferry Plaza Farmers Market. Because: FOOD. The Saturday market is the largest I’ve been to in the Bay Area. There is an ample selection of…

Treasure Island Flea

One weekend of every month, the deserted former naval base in the middle of San Francisco Bay becomes the site for a busy flea market. You can find just about anything here, from succulent plants to lawn ornaments, old maps to previously worn flannel shirts, leather handbags to unique photography items. This market is a…

the year of yosemite

Last year, for my 34th birthday, all I wanted to do was visit Yosemite. It was calling for me. I’d never been, and frankly, nor did I know much about it. It was just one of those places I knew I had to see with my own two eyes. Upon entering the park, I nearly…

super soul sunday hike

Spring Sundays are the greatest day of the week. Especially when the weather shapes up nicely for taking a hike. Blue skies, sunshine, mid-60s is my ideal scenario. Recently someone told me about Weekend Sherpa, a website that offers a weekly email to its subscribers, which makes suggestions about outdoor hiking and activities in the…

Revival

HELLO there and welcome to the REVIVAL of where did mary go! Over the past eight months, I have gone through a personal transformation, physical and emotional in various ways, during which it was clear to me that I needed to get back to writing and putting my love & attention into this little project….

From SoCal to NorCal

The Darbyshires are on the move. Again. Turns out just over one year in Southern California was all we needed. I am not aware that we are in any witness protection program, for the record. After some time in Rancho Cucamonga, I realized in my heart that it would be a temporary location for us….

Day Trip to Joshua Tree

When I first thought about life in Southern California, the close proximity of new-to-me National Parks immediately excited my outdoorsy/granola-y/tree-hugging side. I even mentioned it to everyone I informed of our decision to move here – “we’ll be close to Joshua Tree!” But the new year rolled around, and my back to work routine had…

No More Pets!

Those three words were obnoxiously blurted out by me, after tearfully finding a new home for our silly little Senegal parrot who was a part of our tiny family for the past five years. After careful thought and discussion, all involved determined it was best for him to stay in Washington instead of traveling 2,200…

back in the saddle

Welp, look who neglected their blog for two months! CRAP. Do you ever have that feeling that you are just tired of hearing yourself talk? Maybe you want to curl up in bed and stay there for an entire 24-hour period and not see or talk to anyone because you can’t bear to hear your…