About the 2016 GLBTQ Youth Summit, getting outside to enjoy the weather and returning to my writing practice
It’s getting to that end of year time when we start to think about another year gone by. We wonder what next year will be like and what we want it to be like. What do we need to do or change to make next year better than this year? But I don’t know, 2015 was pretty good.
I’ve come to rely on my GPS to get me around. It’s a safer way to navigate than the paper maps I used to use — looking down at the map, up at the road, down at the map — all the while losing my place amongst the list of turns.
As much as I love to walk my dogs or ride my bike at the park and on trails, one thing that bothers me (okay, truth, it downright annoys me) is that some people don’t seem to appreciate the privilege of having a touch of nature amongst the housing and business developments.
At the end of September, Steve and I took an Amtrak train from St Cloud, Minnesota to Portland, Oregon for a destination wedding. The following posts will be about our experiences on the train and in Oregon…
Despite the best of intentions, it’s been awhile since I posted here and will probably be awhile before I post again. It’s been an interesting summer — strange and perplexing and directionless and maybe a better summer because of that.