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.
Hippie Love Child
If so, then I am a part of the largeness that exists on the planet in three ways: the number of people, the millions of beautiful words tripping off their tongues, and the size of the mountains we are all here to witness.
Four Loves in Banff
This day held love in fighting, performing, promising, and documenting.