For three years, I saw Mount Rainier in the distance. It hovered permanent in the east, sometimes the haze or clouds making it seem to

For three years, I saw Mount Rainier in the distance. It hovered permanent in the east, sometimes the haze or clouds making it seem to
We had seen the rising telltale tower of smoke yesterday on our excursion to Klamath Wildlife Preserve, twenty miles north, where Rachel had just added
When I was a kid my folks moved our family across the country a few times, and drove the distance even on summers when we
On rare occasions on the road, Rachel and I buy a book, acknowledging how precious storage is in our rolling tiny house. Three, so far,
No-nonsense Jack Reacher owns no clothes beyond what he wears. This is minimalism at its extreme. And while we’re not yet to the ideal of
There were no Steinbeck assignments in my high school or college lit classes. Instead, Chaucer, Plath, O’Connor, Milton, Wilder, and a forgotten list of dozens
I like some things more than is reasonable: chicken wings, superhero movies, coffee. Thumb on the Scale So when I consume any such, I can’t
It’s raining. Has been for hours: a constant drizzle, pattering relentless on our roof so loud it drowns conversation if we’re in opposite corners of
Just as in the above picture, taken on our approach to Moab six months ago, the road ahead is always hidden. Which isn’t always the
I read this sentiment years ago. It means that there’s a cost, a weight, a responsibility that comes along with life: maintenance tasks that have