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…

I was a little afraid to return to Frenchglen, because the winds of change have caused havoc everywhere. I nurse poignant memories from times I was here–2006, 1997, 1993–with my…

Fragility is a fact of life that is mostly ignored, and perhaps for good reason. No one knows what is to become of any of us, I suppose. And on…

But first a trip into Pennsylvania Dutch country for Janet’s battery. Off the turnpike and through farmland different from any I’ve seen in the U.S., because I’ve never been through…