
Back Out There
It’s fair to say we are, in fact, back out there. Time East, while good for our souls, isn’t out … Continue reading Back Out There
It’s fair to say we are, in fact, back out there. Time East, while good for our souls, isn’t out … Continue reading Back Out There
I’m sitting in the van at 1:30 am, frankly a little pissed off. The rain had promised to start, but … Continue reading Clean and Sober
We’ve been in one spot longer than we have for the past year. This embodies the push and pull we … Continue reading We Are Nowhere . . . And It’s Now
When we left Chicago for a short trip north, to return again to see Natalie and Drew and Tate, it … Continue reading Circle UP
I’m thinking about intention today – what we meant to do, what we did, and how we pivot and shuck … Continue reading Don’t Be Frightened Of Turning The Page
I remember back to early November. Holly and I were new to nomadic life, and we were planning on spending … Continue reading Through The Eyes Of Others
I envisioned a return to poem writing when we hit the road, and that has sort of happened. I’ve made … Continue reading Two Poems
Holly and I had built up the return of the Prodigal Bus Sandy to her home environs at White Sands, … Continue reading White Sands
Our stay in El Paso, TX included an unexpected (very!) range of experiences. While we knew we’d be seeing our … Continue reading Familiar Faces, New Surroundings
Our stay in Marfa, TX was bookended by drives in crazy dusty wind. The desert lies there, and then whips … Continue reading High Desert Hideaway