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Moving to the Mountains

Packing Up I’ve been in Missoula for the past couple of weeks packing up our little house, sprucing it up so the next owner will walk through the door and fall in love. I want that with all of my heart, for the next owner to feel that glorious sense of home every time she walks through the garden gate. And, damn, does this sweet house deserve it! In its 102 years, it’s been loved and abused and loved again. I...

Back in the Saddle Again

Hello, it’s been awhile, hasn’t it? A few years since I’ve stepped into this space to pour my heart out and share my stories. And so much has happened! A return to scholastic life, a tumble on a trail run leading to a broken kneecap and surgery, a terrifying dance with cancer leading to more surgeries, the dreaded chemo and, finally, a decision to settle down for a moment and catch our breath, regroup and get our feet back under...

End of the Road

Well, it’s finally here! My last week on the road. Well, for awhile anyways. I, mean, really who are we kidding here? I think I was born with a passport in one hand and a fully packed suitcase in the other.  But I’m getting ready to hang up my gypsy shoes and head on home to Missoula and settle in to being a full-time student and house-dweller once again. The thought of rooms, and a real kitchen with a real...

Wow! What a ride!

“Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming “Wow! What a Ride!” ~ Hunter S. Thompson Bonfire at Hotel Albert Those immortal words of Mr. Thompson have never rang so clearly in my mind as they do this December afternoon. I’m staring down at the end...

See you later, Clovis

So, yea, it’s been..um…fun to get to know you but I’ve really gotta go now. Oh, sure, yea, maybe someday we can do lunch….NOT! My time in Clovis, NM. This about sums it up....

Beauty Shines Through

“The clouds collect above, drift by like marching armies on their way to war, bringing storms and salvation. Which, is yours to discover.   The tension builds, the winds begin their frantic dance, increasing the pressure, the strength, the intensity until you want to escape. But you’re on an open plain, nowhere to run, no place to run to, so the armies catch you, open their ranks and swallow you in chaos, confusion, panic,  despair and desperation until they spit...