It’s the little things that remind us who we are. Yesterday was my day to explore Bourges, population 64,000, and I started out nice and early. First, since I’d learned…
…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…
They keep getting more developed…but all come out of the ground at 108-135 degrees. This is an observation I sent to my research department at home, but in fact did…
Troy has that timeless, Brigadoon quality, or maybe it was just my timing. I never did see Old Priam again, and the town was almost deserted. I do think it…
