Sorry, no audio recording for this post. It’s NaNoWriMo (read more about that under My Writing Life) and I must write! I had intended to head towards an idyllic destination. I think I caught a glimpse of it behind the trees. But when I reached the clearing, nothing around me looked like what I’d imagined…
On the morning of September 14, I finished packing things into my cargo van, a small Ford Transit Connect, and began my road trip from Minnesota to the east coast to visit family. I broke the drive up over three days. The first night, I found a Cracker Barrel restaurant in Elkhart, Indiana and parked…
A summer off from blogging, most of social media, busyness, and information overload. I’m just chilling… Do you believe that? Latte and I arrived at a local park early one morning to go on our usual walk. We stopped back at the van so I could have coffee and read a book, then took another…
An Ode to May messily meandering maimed and misunderstood oh you monstrosity of a month Ah, yes, written during the down-of-things. The upside of May is found in Jamaica Kincaid’s book, My Garden (Book): “The month of May comes on suddenly and moves along swiftly, and each day pleasure after pleasure is flung before…
April 22 was Earth Day. It’s silly that anyone would think one day of calling attention to environmental issues is sufficient. It’s something on my mind every day—not in debilitating, overwhelming, problem ways (although it is that), but in the vein of ‘what can I do today to make things a little better?’ Or, at…
Letting Go As Steve, Latte, and I drove towards an eBike shop, ninety minutes away from home, I wondered (not for the first time) what the hell I was doing. Looking out the truck’s rear window, I could see Sophia, my Bianchi, zoom-zoom, road bike, riding along in our bike rack. I loved that bike. Yet,…
