We looked at our last interstate freeway this afternoon. 2 lanes from now on. But I started the day’s travel in the foulest mood I’ve been in on this trip.…
I flirted with the familiar yesterday, twice, because I’m tired. Outside Roanoke, Virginia, last night the campgrounds were full by the time I was ready to stop. Seems that people…
He was a real stallion, painted life-sized in 1762 by George Stubbs. At that time, a form called “heroic couplets” was the most popular for poetry, thus in them my…
We’re in the Blue Ridge Mountains! Woke up this morning in Maggie Valley, North Carolina, not sticky with sweat! The no-see-um’s biting my ankles, and the occasional, disconcerting bang…
