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…

That’s the feeling I get when entering the coastal zone of the United States. At the Lolo Pass, all rivers begin running to the Pacific Ocean. A little luck conspired…

Flirting with villages in search of a long-term relationship… …has been among my little projects since my last post. I rented a car, and have been out on the exquisite…

I woke up this morning in a soft bed in the guest room of a long-lost fourth cousin. While in Oregon, about two years ago, a man I’d never heard…