Summer stayed late this year… …and in the month since I returned from Brittany I’ve been profiting from the pleasant temperatures to get to know my town and its people…
Crossing the Mississippi! Woke up this morning thinking cold, dark, coffee, bathroom. Snug in my bedding, wedged in with my stuff, I circled mentally until something had to happen. Janet’s…
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…
For eight dollars a night, don’t expect more than simple pleasures. The kind of which are probably disappearing, as being too readily available to poor folk and people with kids…
