My Story Threads

I am following a new path. One that seems to have been made just for me. It feels like a dream. Traveling pet sitting. I love animals I...

When I first approached Kissimmee Prairie Preserve State Park, I thought I would never arrive. There are miles of dirt road and acres of...

After about a week, I had seen some meteors, read my book, ate good food, written a bit, walked, biked, thought and reflected, communed...

The past two months have been tumultuous. Intimidating. Disheartening. Life changing. I had been chasing some health problems, which...

Tiziano Terzani – A Fortune-Teller Told Me This was one of the best books I've read in my life. Perhaps in part because I was receptive...

I walked many many miles. These are some of my favorite spots to walk in Asheville, NC.

Choose, choose, choose. That's the best advice for a special life...

This is not a very nice hotel. It is my norm- the "adequate" hotel. It makes me remember...

It's probably not Harold, but my RV is at the roost now. I'm looking at names and finding some interesting options, but I don't believe I...

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood... I love the poem. I recite it many times to myself. I had a teacher who told us that the point of...

Young people don't need closets, she said. All of the new houses lack storage space. This from behind a pile of junk old paper, crumbs,...