
Chrono Synclastic Infundibulum
Holly and I will be in Chicago later today. (This was true when I started writing this.) I hear that … Continue reading Chrono Synclastic Infundibulum
Holly and I will be in Chicago later today. (This was true when I started writing this.) I hear that … Continue reading Chrono Synclastic Infundibulum
There is quite a bit of free beach camping in Baja, but when there isn’t, it’s 200 pesos. Pretty much … Continue reading Camping in Baja
I just looked over, and decided to ignore, a draft of a post I started a while back in Texas. … Continue reading Termina Pavimento
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
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
[Editor’s note: This post follows the previous by two days. If our readers find it preferable for us to post … Continue reading Timber!
These words – casually attributed to Brigham Young – were uttered as the advance party of Mormons (Church of Jesus … Continue reading This Is The Place
A poem by Sara Teasdale begins: There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground, And swallows circling … Continue reading Neither Bird Nor Tree