Reality continues to ruin my life. – Bill Watterson Between March 31 and April 15, 2022 It is mid-September and Kurt and I are preparing
“For me the world is weird because it is stupendous, awesome, mysterious, unfathomable; my interest has been to convince you that you must assume responsibility
Pardon My Sanity In A World Insane Emily Dickinson 191 In the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, we have barren man-made mauve plateaus marking our open
Inside, we are ageless… and when we talk to ourselves, it’s the same age of the person we were talking to when we were little.
We need the tonic of wildness… At the same time that we are earnest to explore and learn all things, we require that all things
“We are our choices.” Jean-Paul Sartre Kurt and I spent New years in our cozy nest of blankets, boon-docking in the Bulldog Canyon OHV area.
Post Everglades it was agreed we had to get out of Florida. Heat, humidity and population density chased us out. The better part of Florida
Events pile up on a person. The computer I had ordered broke free of it’s holding pen in Hong Kong earlier than expected. Kurt and
Shenandoah National Park The road is a snake’s spine on top of the world. Baby Grey Whale dips in and out of fall foliage with