Oh, look. A VW camper van. Yes, and I admit to feeling sheepish, in spite of myself. But I do love her, a bit, and she’s my only traveling companion,…

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…

Yes, of course it’s corn. It covers Iowa from Missouri to Minnesota. Which is where we ended up last night, at a rest stop in the southwest corner of Minnesota.…