On the way to breakfast in Hohenwald, Tennessee, I wondered about Mississippi. This morning in Tennessee was pleasant, actually cool. I had no idea the woods at night could be…
It doesn’t seem that the Owens Valley has gotten over having their water taken. Yesterday was Hwy. 395 all the way. Except for a detour in Nevada that took me…
Montmartre at the Place du Tertre is a little bohemian bubble in time. Though people do live here, it must cost a fortune. In my neighborhood, South Pigalle in the…
It felt like this time with Janet was solitary and unproductive, but it isn’t either one. I’ve now spent almost as much time living in her at this airfield as…
