Derby Day: The Two Minutes That Still Make Me Cry

 

🐎 A Horse‑Crazy Girl at Heart

I’ve always been a reader, and like any self‑respecting teenage girl, I was mad for horses. I even managed to own a couple (much to my parents’ dismay), but I loved them, and back then I was a pretty fair horsewoman. Probably not now — but that girl is still in me somewhere.

As a young reader, I devoured every horse book I could get my hands on. The first book I ever owned — not borrowed from the library — was The Snow Filly

As a young reader, I devoured every horse book I could get my hands on. The first book I ever owned — not borrowed from the library — was The Snow Filly. I read it until the cover curled. Then came The Black Stallion series. If I’m remembering correctly (and it was many years ago), that wild black stallion eventually ran in the Kentucky Derby. Fiction, of course, but when you’re a horse‑crazy girl, who cares? Those stories were about heroes — and that’s all I needed.

Somewhere in those pages, my love for the Kentucky Derby was born.

The Magic of Post Time

Now I watch the Derby every year — and today is the day! The first Saturday in May. I’m not glued to the TV for the hats or the pomp or the endless pre‑race chatter. I only care about post time. I usually turn on the TV about 30 minutes before the race, just in time for the moment that still gives me goosebumps:

“Riders up!”

The bugle rings out. The horses leave the paddock in the post parade, heading toward the track and the starting gate. My heart starts pounding, and I try to pick a favorite — but who am I kidding? They’re all my favorites. I’d be a terrible handicapper.

The excitement builds as they load into the gate. Some horses walk in calmly. Others rear, dance, or fight the moment — nervous, anxious, full of fire. Then there’s a beat, a breath, a stillness.

And then they’re off.

The most exciting two minutes in sports is underway.

And I cry. Every single time. It’s just so amazing. If I ever get to go in person, I know I’ll embarrass myself. Who cries at a horse race? Everyone else cheers, but not me — I sob my heart out. Those magnificent horses are running with everything they have, and the thrill never fades.

I just love those two minutes.

Riders Up!


 

May Opens in Moonlight and Closes in Song

: Full Flower Moon glowing in a clear May night sky, marking the first of two full moons this month. Lots of moonlight for spring


🌕 Full Moon Surprise for May

Moonlight and a song. May is showing off — we’re getting two full moons this month.
The first one rises today, the Flower Moon, and the second arrives on May 31, making it a rare Blue Moon month.

A little lunar bookend to kick off May.


 

May Day: The Traditions, the Mischief, and the Magic of May 1st

 

🌼“Kids holding colorful ribbons as they dance around a tall maypole on a sunny May Day, with families watching from the crowd.”

I haven’t revisited May Day for a few years — fifteen, to be exact — but who’s counting. If you’re curious (or just in the mood for a laugh), you can see that original 2011 post here. May Day.

May Day is one of those holidays everyone’s heard of, but almost no one can fully explain — which is probably why it’s so much fun to write about. Depending on who you ask, May 1st is about flowers, bonfires, maypoles, ancient goddesses, or childhood memories of weaving ribbons around a pole without tripping over your classmates. And honestly? All of those answers are right.

🌸 A Holiday Older Than… Well, Almost Everything

May Day goes all the way back to the ancient world. The Romans celebrated Floralia, a weeklong festival honoring Flora, the goddess of youth, spring, and flowers. When they reached the British Isles, their festival collided with the Celtic celebration of Beltane, also held on May 1st — a fire festival marking the start of summer. Over time, the two blended into what we now recognize as May Day.

🌿 “Bringing in the May”

By the medieval period, May Day was the spring holiday across Europe. Villagers would wake up early to gather flowers and greenery — a tradition called “bringing in the May.” They decorated homes, barns, and even livestock with blossoms to welcome the season.

🎀 The Maypole (and the Competition to Have the Tallest One)

At the center of the festivities stood the maypole — usually a tall birch tree pulled into town by flower‑decked oxen. People danced around it holding colorful ribbons, weaving patterns as they went. Some towns even competed to see who could raise the tallest or most impressive pole.

👑 The May Queen

Many villages crowned a May Queen, a young woman chosen to preside over the day’s games, dances, and pageantry. Think of it as the original spring influencer — minus the hashtags.

🔥 Bonfires, Dew, and a Little Magic

In some regions, May Day included bonfires — a holdover from Beltane — and people believed washing your face in May morning dew would bring good luck and beauty for the year ahead. (Honestly, that one might be worth trying.)

🌼 And Then There’s New England…

Here in New England, the Puritans were not fans. When an Anglican merchant erected a maypole at Merry Mount (today’s Quincy) in 1627, the neighboring Puritans chopped it down and shipped him back to England. No sense of whimsy, those folks.

So while the Puritans may have tried to shut the whole thing down (party poopers, the lot of them), May Day survived — flowers, maypoles, mischief and all. And honestly? I think that’s worth celebrating. Even if the only dancing you do is from the coffee maker to the couch.

 

The Great Aluminum Foil Mystery

Shiny Side Up? Shiny Side Down? The Great Aluminum Foil Mystery, Solved


Shiny Side Up? Shiny Side Down? The Great Aluminum Foil Mystery, Solved

There’s an old saying about keeping the sunny side up and the dirty side down. Lovely advice for life — less helpful when you’re standing in the grocery aisle staring at aluminum foil, wondering which side is supposed to face the food.

And yes, I’ve wondered. More than once.

I still remember the first time that distinctive yellow‑and‑blue Reynolds Wrap Non‑Stick box caught my eye. It was noticeably pricier than the plain roll — especially if you weren’t splurging on Heavy Duty — but curiosity won. One roll later, I was a convert. Some chefs swear by the non‑stick variety exclusively, and honestly, I get it. It’s a little luxury that solves a lot of kitchen annoyances.

But because it is expensive, I keep both kinds on hand. If I’m tenting a turkey, the foil is just draped loosely over the top — no need for the fancy stuff. But if I’m lining a pan for easy cleanup and the food is going directly on the foil? Non‑stick, every time. It earns its keep.

And that brings us back to the question that’s been itching at the back of my brain:
Does shiny side up or shiny side down actually matter?

Turns out… not even a little.


Why Foil Has a Shiny Side (and Why It Doesn’t Matter)

The shiny/dull thing isn’t a design choice — it’s a manufacturing quirk. And because I can’t resist channeling the popular TV show How It’s Made, let’s take a quick trip down the assembly line and unravel this mystery.

In the final stage of production, called cold‑rolling, two sheets of aluminum are rolled together.

  • The side touching the rollers becomes shiny.
  • The side sandwiched between the sheets becomes dull.

That’s it. No secret coating. No special heat properties. No culinary conspiracy.

According to food scientist Lara Tiro, the two sides are identical in material and performance. Reynolds themselves say you can use either side — whichever makes you feel like a kitchen wizard.

So if you’ve been carefully orienting your foil like you’re aligning solar panels… you can relax now.


The One Exception: Non‑Stick Foil

Non‑stick foil is the diva of the foil world — and I say that with love.

It does have a coating, but only on the dull side.
That’s the side your food should touch.

If you’ve ever baked fish, roasted potatoes, or made chicken nuggets that welded themselves to regular foil, non‑stick feels like a small miracle. It’s pricier, yes, but it’s also the difference between “slides right off” and “why is my dinner glued to the pan?”


Can You Reuse Foil? Sometimes.

Foil can be reused if it’s still clean and intact. But toss it if it has:

  • Grease soaked in
  • Heavy acidic residue (tomato sauce, citrus, vinaigrettes)
  • Moisture that could harbor bacteria
  • Rips or tears

A gently used sheet from covering leftovers? Absolutely reusable. A sheet that survived a lasagna? Let it go.


Where Foil Really Shines: The Grill

If aluminum foil has a natural habitat, it’s the grill. This is where it stops being a humble kitchen helper and becomes a full‑blown problem‑solver. Foil packets keep vegetables tender, fish from falling through the grates, and marinades exactly where you want them. It’s also the easiest way to keep your grill clean — a small miracle when you’re cooking something saucy or sticky.

Regular foil works beautifully for most grilling jobs, but this is another place where non‑stick foil earns its keep. Anything delicate — fish fillets, sliced zucchini, marinated chicken — releases cleanly instead of welding itself to the metal like it’s auditioning for a permanent position.

When Not to Use Foil

Even the kitchen MVP has its limits:

  • Brining meats: salt can react with aluminum
  • Browning: foil traps moisture and prevents crisping
  • Storing leftovers: foil isn’t airtight
  • Baking cookies: bottoms brown too fast — use parchment or silicone

So… Shiny Side Up or Down?

Use whichever side makes you happy.
Use non‑stick when you want your food to behave.
And keep the sunny side up — unless you’re a sheet of foil, in which case both sides are just doing their best.


 

A 12‑Park Western Road Trip

 


🚗 A 12‑Park Western Road Trip Inspired by 1920 — With My Own Travel Notes Along the Way

Intrepid travelers in the 1920's braved poor roads and mechanical failures to visit the national parks

In 1920, a group of early adventurers set out on a grand loop through the American West, visiting a dozen national parks long before paved roads, GPS, or timed‑entry reservations. Their route still makes an incredible modern‑day road trip — and as I read through their journey, I couldn’t help weaving in my own experiences, near‑misses, and bucket‑list dreams.

Here’s how their century‑old adventure lines up with mine.


🏔️ Stop 1: Rocky Mountain National Park

Leaving Denver, the route climbs straight into the high country. Back in 1920, the only way in was Old Fall River Road, a narrow dirt track that still exists today. Modern travelers have the far smoother Trail Ridge Road, the highest continuous paved road in the U.S., soaring above treeline with sweeping alpine views.

I’ve tried to visit Rocky Mountain myself — emphasis on tried. In 2022, the park required timed‑entry tickets, and their online system glitched every time I attempted to book one. So instead of exploring the alpine tundra, I skirted the edges, catching glimpses of those jagged peaks from the outside looking in. One of these days, I’ll get back there and do it properly.


🦬 Stop 2: Yellowstone National Park

From Colorado, the road heads north through Cheyenne and Cody before entering Yellowstone, the world’s first national park. The original travelers stayed at Lake Yellowstone Hotel and spent four days exploring geysers, canyons, and wildlife — a pace that still feels just right today.

I spent several days there in 2017, entering from the south after passing through Grand Teton National Park. It was one of those trips where every turn reveals something new — steam rising from the earth, bison wandering across the pavement, colors you don’t expect in nature. Next time, I want to enter from the north and save myself some drive time. If your explorations are limited, this is the one park you absolutely shouldn’t skip.

 


❄️ Stop 3: Glacier National Park

Next comes the old Yellowstone–Glacier Bee Line Highway, rolling through Montana towns before reaching Glacier National Park. In 1920, the group counted roughly 80 glaciers and found almost no roads. Today, only about two dozen glaciers remain — but the park gained something extraordinary: the Going‑to‑the‑Sun Road, one of the most spectacular drives in America.

I’ve heard so much about that road. It’s firmly on my bucket list. What breaks my heart is how quickly the glaciers are retreating. Thanks to our warming climate, no one knows how long they’ll be here. It makes visiting feel urgent — like catching something precious before it slips away.


🌋 Stop 4: Mount Rainier National Park

Heading west on Highway 2, the route crosses Idaho and Washington before turning south toward Mount Rainier. The early travelers reached it by mule; today, you can drive straight to Paradise, a wildflower‑filled slope with jaw‑dropping glacier views.

I didn’t make it into the park itself, but I did get a stunning view of Rainier from the top of Seattle’s Space Needle back in 2013. Even from a distance, the mountain dominates the skyline — serene, massive, and a little otherworldly.


💙 Stop 5: Crater Lake National Park

Continuing south through Oregon, the loop arrives at Crater Lake, a deep‑blue caldera lake so vivid it almost looks unreal. The 1920 group stayed at Crater Lake Lodge and drove the newly completed Rim Drive, still one of the most beautiful loops in the park system.

Crater Lake has been on my list for ages. Between its clarity, volcanic origins, and the Native American legends woven into its history, the whole place feels like it belongs in a myth. One day, I’ll finally see that impossibly blue water for myself.


🌋 Stop 6: Lassen Volcanic National Park

Crossing into California, the road reaches Lassen Volcanic National Park, one of the few places where you can see all four types of volcanoes in one park. The 1920 travelers couldn’t explore much — no real roads yet — but today you can wander through hydrothermal basins and stand beneath Lassen Peak.

This one surprised me. I’d never heard of it, and I love volcanoes. I’ve spent many happy hours with Kīlauea in Hawai‘i Volcanoes National Park, watching the earth breathe fire. Discovering that California has its own volcanic playground felt like finding a hidden chapter in a book I thought I knew.

Lava Lake Glow at Kilauea Hawaii


🏞️ Stop 7: Yosemite National Park

About 300 miles south, the granite cliffs of Yosemite rise into view — waterfalls, meadows, and iconic formations like El Capitan and Half Dome.

I haven’t made it there yet, but I’d love to time a visit to see Horsetail Fall during the “firefall,” when it glows orange in the setting sun. If I’m lucky — really lucky — maybe I’ll photograph it myself.


🌲 Stop 8: Sequoia & Kings Canyon National Parks

From Yosemite, the route dips into the land of giants — the massive sequoia groves of Sequoia and Kings Canyon. In 1920, Kings Canyon was still known as General Grant National Park, named for the enormous tree that still stands today.

Oh, those massive trees. If trees could talk, these would be the old wise men of the forest — ancient, steady, and full of secrets. Another bucket‑list stop for me.


🏜️ Stop 9: Zion National Park

After reaching Los Angeles, the route follows early Route 66 eastward. From Barstow, modern travelers can detour north to Zion, a 500‑mile side trip the original group skipped.

I’ve already included Zion in my list of Southwestern parks to visit. Check out my Southwest Wish List The photos alone make you want to lace up your hiking boots and head straight for those glowing canyon walls.


🏜️ Stop 10: Grand Canyon National Park

Back on Route 66, the road passes through Kingman and Williams before reaching the Grand Canyon. The 1920 travelers stayed at the historic El Tovar Hotel, perched right on the rim.

Grand Canyon

On the South Rim, Grand Canyon 2008

This one is a toss‑up for my favorite park — I can’t choose between the Grand Canyon and Yellowstone. My first glimpse literally took my breath away. I stood there dizzy, trying to comprehend the scale. It didn’t seem real then, and it still doesn’t now. It’s just so BIG.


🪨 Stop 11: Petrified Forest National Park

Heading east, the route crosses into Petrified Forest National Park, a landscape of rainbow‑striped badlands and ancient fossilized logs.

My sister and I loved exploring this one. The petrified wood is everywhere — no searching required. The colors are unreal, like nature painted each piece by hand.

 


🏺 Stop 12: Mesa Verde National Park

The final stop is Mesa Verde, home to remarkable cliff dwellings built by the Ancestral Pueblo people. The original group drove the precarious Knife Edge Road, now replaced by a safer trail with the same sweeping views.

I keep flirting with this park. I’ve visited cliff dwellings in Arizona — Montezuma’s Castle among them — but everyone tells me Mesa Verde is on a whole different level. One day, I’ll finally see it for myself.

Montezuma’s Castle


🛣️ The Road Back to Denver

After Mesa Verde, the original 1920 loop turned northeast toward Colorado, passing through Durango and climbing back into the Rockies. Today, the drive back to Denver is just as scenic — a mix of mountain passes, river valleys, and those wide‑open Colorado skies.

If you’re following the modern route, you can swing through Durango, then head north toward Salida, tracing the spine of the Rockies through Pueblo and Colorado Springs before rolling back into Denver. It’s a fitting end to a journey that started — and ends — in the shadow of the mountains.


🍂 Best Time to Drive the Park‑to‑Park Highway

Late summer into early fall is the sweet spot for this 5,000‑mile adventure. You’re balancing open roads, mild weather, and fewer crowds — especially in the northern parks.

  • Late August to early September: best overall window
  • Mid‑summer: long days, everything open, heavier crowds
  • Winter or spring: not recommended due to snow and closures

The original group took 76 days. You don’t need quite that long, but a solid four weeks gives you time to breathe, explore, and not feel rushed.


🧭 Know Before You Go

  • Timed entry may be required in several parks
  • Lodges book months in advance
  • Weather can change quickly at high elevations
  • Road conditions vary — always check ahead
  • Gas and services can be sparse in remote stretches

🌟 And This Only Scratches the Surface…

Just outside Williams sits Meteor Crater, a massive impact site that feels like stepping onto anotherPainted desert landscape planet. Near the Petrified Forest, the Painted Desert spreads out in waves of pink, lavender, and rust. And closer to Denver, Pike’s Peak and Garden of the Gods are waiting patiently for their own spotlight. They’ll have to wait for another post — and honestly, they deserve one.

 

 


🎟️ Senior Pass Spotlight

If you’re 62 or older, the America the Beautiful Senior Pass is one of the best travel deals in the country. It gives you access to more than 2,000 federal recreation sites — including all national parks — and you don’t have to renew it annually if you choose the lifetime version.

  • Lifetime Senior Pass: one‑time purchase
  • Annual Senior Pass: lower upfront cost, renew yearly

Many parks also offer discounts on camping, tours, and ranger programs. If you’re planning to visit even a couple of parks, the pass pays for itself quickly.


✨ Closing Thoughts

Meteor Crater

This century‑old loop reminded me just how vast, varied, and breathtaking the American West really is. Some of these parks I’ve explored, others I’ve only admired from afar, and a few are still waiting patiently on my bucket list. What struck me most is how the landscape keeps changing — glaciers shrinking, roads improving, new stories unfolding — yet the sense of wonder remains the same. The 1920 travelers saw a wilder version of these places, but the magic is still there for anyone willing to follow the road. And now that I’ve traced their footsteps, I’m more inspired than ever to keep exploring, camera in hand, curiosity in tow, and a few more parks calling my name.

Lower Falls on the Yellowstone River