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…
In them thar hills we found riches indeed. Spent the night at a camp called Ochoco Divide, at about 4,700 feet, and this morning it was cool enough that a…
I had to decide if rejuvenation was worth it. Actually for me and for Janet. All winter I saw her parked here at my friend’s house, looking sadly the worse…
