A white linen shirt and sandals instead of flip flops got me into the San Antonio Museum of Art. Afterwards, in the parking lot, I carefully hung the shirt back…
Have you heard the term ‘escape velocity’? It’s about 59 miles per hour. Or less, as Janet chugged up and over the Cascade Mountains yesterday. Everything I thought I might…
For once, limits and reason won over ideals and conquest. My plan had been to visit two hot springs today, this and another far more remote. But I suddenly decided…
Things sure ain’t what they used to be. For one thing, I don’t remember so many sea lions at the waterfront in Newport. I always heard that the fishermen hated…
