walk with me down the trail
walk with me down the trail
For two years, we lived in a tent trailer while traveling the American West. To document the kind of adventure I’d never have again, I wrote our stories.
We’ve left the RV life for now, but these weekly vignettes still explore adventure’s ups and downs, our relationship with the outdoors, the wonderful disaster of parenting, and the struggle to catch lightening in the creative bottle.
Away We Stay: State Change
Each crystal transforms into water and it takes only the briefest of seconds. How often do you get to witness the precise moment of a state change?
Away We Go: Lasts, Part Two
Long way from home, they say. Those are the beginners. I was one of them hundreds of days ago.
Away We Go: Lasts
Why do we assign so much importance to what happens at the end? Why do the feelings in the last few minutes count for more than the thousands that came before? As if a good "last" could make up for any shortcomings beforehand.