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
Category: Letters Home
Our thoughts along the way.
A Week in Pictures Near Big Sur
Six weeks ago, a massive deluge washed away part of California’s Hwy 1 along the coast while we were staying at the southern end of
Happy When It Rains
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
Pushing Boundaries
Growing up, I was called a tomboy. That was back when such a phrase didn’t elicit PC eyerolls. It was also a time when kids
Diamond Dust
To say that Yosemite National Park is beautiful would be an understatement. Like an overdone backdrop in a classic Hollywood epic, the sweeping spectacle of
Planning Ahead
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
Life Has Calories
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
They Took All the Trees, and Put ‘Em In a Tree Museum
What do you do with the world’s biggest tree? If you’re the National Park System, you put it in a tree museum, of course. Though,
One is None
The adage “Two is one, and one is none,” may not be familiar to you unless you have military experience or you are a prepper.
No Place Like Home
We’ve had thirty-three addresses in the last six months. Each pin on the Haven’s Path map is a place we’ve slept in Libbie overnight, and