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.
The Bat at the Window
These mountains are the reason I am here. They are why I've always felt the pressure of a thumb on my chest to exist somewhere with places to put my feet in the dirt and walk and walk and walk.
Four Loves in Banff
This day held love in fighting, performing, promising, and documenting.
The Brace Cabinet
I think I’ll get a china cabinet but instead of grandma’s crystal, I’ll display all the protective devices. I won’t need to worry about dusting them because I’m certain they’ll be used enough not to gather any.
Persephone & The White Witch
I'll have to know that the season is just that - a temporary arrangement of clouds that will soon change, no matter how much I may wish otherwise.