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.
Two Rainbows
Those two conditions mean one thing: there's a rainbow somewhere in the making. My boys are fishing off the dock for rainbow trout, so there are two elusive rainbows in the offing.
Hoppers of the Grass
Perhaps they’re reluctant to take the stage. Instead, they’re using the percussion of their exoskeletons to give the monologue from behind the curtain.
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.