A retreat without doing dishes led to a campground with town access. I did not even bring my coffee press, determined to purchase everything ready made, while I worked on…
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…
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…
