Imagine being consciously present in the experiences of the day, each moment, task and interaction. The lessons would be inescapable...
Tag: Motorcycle
The Forbidden
To this day I continue to take quiet personal delight in doing things that'd horrify my now-deceased parents...
The water
Water is a thing, an important thing, maybe the single most important thing in life. The older I get, the more...
What a difference a season makes
We've seen Gray Spring now in three seasons. Its character has been different each time...
Back, at Home
Everything today went according to plan...
So I’ve noticed
Rambling through the Northern Plains the last few weeks I've noticed that the Fall harvest is well underway...
‘Run where they ain’t’
Three-and-a-half days of sightseeing gave way to a Sunday of rest and prepping to get back on the road in the morning...
Not yet. Not today.
We've been here so long that the grass on our campsite needs mowing. It wasn't our aim to live up to an aphorism...
‘The old people pokin’ along in the motorhome’
This is a down day, an off day, a stay-put day. We’ve learned that in order to “stop and smell the roses,” we first have to stop — and so we do...
‘I’m good at findin’ shelter in a downpour’
It’s Day 369 of 15 Days to Flatten the Curve. As we reach the end of the first week of our “shakedown cruise,” Deb and I are doing well. Today’s header image captures the scene here about 9:30am this morning...









