A place to work

Now almost nine months out, much of it literally on the road, I don't pine for Second Chance Ranch...

This is Tuesday

Every day I search for the things that can be done, the sweet spot, as Robert Pirsig wrote, "between restlessness and exhaustion"...

After letting the sun soften the snow awhile, I went outside to tackle a little post-storm cleanup...

Imagine being consciously present in the experiences of the day, each moment, task and interaction. The lessons would be inescapable...

We cavorted like a couple of kids playing hooky in the woods. It was a great day...

The 24-hour deluge is over...

To this day I continue to take quiet personal delight in doing things that'd horrify my now-deceased parents...

Maybe yesterday didn't produce a compelling tale of adventure...

Deb and I have been fielding messages of concern. You may consider us "marked safe"...

It's worth noting that neither Deb nor I had ever tackled anything quite like this...