Lessons From the Kissing Booth

This time last year I was out on Orcas island, waiting until very late at night to take my boots out to wander along all of the usually hidden land that was exposed by the low tide. I like to turn over all the rocks, see whatever it is that is usually hidden by the cold water and the weight of years.

We've been spending a bit of time lately at a bar that serves rum from all over the world. I'm usually a whiskey drinker, but I've been amusing myself tasting rums from unlikely places. I like the tiny little bits of novelty in the middle of my routine, safe in both ways, trying what I would never otherwise think to taste.