Nothing is as it seems–nor is it otherwise. Someone once told me the latter half of that phrase was a Zen koan. I can’t corroborate that. But after spending over…

I flirted with the familiar yesterday, twice, because I’m tired. Outside Roanoke, Virginia, last night the campgrounds were full by the time I was ready to stop. Seems that people…

Yes, an excellent adventure that Janet cannot take me on. But this back of a jetliner seat is the very unexpected culmination of four and a half years of dedication…

I don’t think Janet and I are cool in Virginia. After a pleasant drive up the Shenandoah Valley, I thought we might cut over and head east again, after first…