There's incredible freedom in not creating each day until after that morning's coffee...
The joys of an empty calendar
Tag: Fall
Into the woods
Life here at the campsite is, in a word, wonderful. Even with errands and chores it's restful, almost perfect...
More, at random
Man doesn't live by coffee alone -- or this man doesn't, anyway, although some days it seems that way...
Us again
Our guests are headed home to Ohio. For the first time in ten days, Deb and I are left to ourselves...
On the river
Today, joined by the boys, their ladies and the youngest's dog Calvin, we canoed the Buffalo National River...
Okay, now we’re just showing off
A very late start. A gloomy and surprisingly chilly day. And I woke up feeling sub-par. That doesn't sound like a recipe for a particularly good day. But this is The Ozarks, where we've discovered that we can't help but enjoy ourselves...
What a difference a season makes
We've seen Gray Spring now in three seasons. Its character has been different each time...
‘Too hot in the sun, too cold in the shade’
Deb kept moving her chair from the shade into the sun and back, remarking that she couldn't seem to find a spot that was comfortable...
Elevation & latitude
Other travelers climb much higher and venture much farther, of course, but I don't care -- this is a chronicle, not a contest...
Thrice
There's a tale told of a pilot who adjusted the altitude and speed of his SR-71 Blackbird to allow him to see three sunrises in one day...