Eighty-five degrees

Less than 72 hours into March, the high on The Mountain hit 85°F. I could get used to this...

A photo’s worth

Those mountains are home to the headwaters of Crooked Creek. But that's not all...

Everywhere we went today validated (again) the overwhelming sense of decency and general goodness we've noticed pervading this culture...

All I know for sure is that from here on out I'll be living my very best American Life...

I’d like to tell you where Ubi Libertas Blog will go from here, but I can’t. Stick around and we’ll find out together...

While we were throwing ourselves into this new American Life, we remained open to what it threw back at us...

This has turned into the most unpredictable, entertaining and bearable winter of my life...

I think we're all set...

I've learned that a place like this will reveal itself to me if I take the time to explore it....

"Y’know, lots of people spend their whole lives looking for what you’ve found..."