Are we doomed to a digital panopticon, or not? This was a day I had prepared for extremely diligently and with some apprehension. Since I made the decision to apply…

…and through the woods. And we’re here. We left Burns, Oregon in a sunny, sparkly frost. Every blade of grass and tiny twig on the bare cottonwood trees was covered…

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…

I can’t tell if the waters of Vichy matter more than the memories. Today’s featured image is a photo from what we would call the Edwardian era, which in France…