Why am I still writing this travel blog? No travel. No meeting of strangers with interesting stories to share. Readership of one to …

April is tricky; it holds the best and the worst moments in my life. Reflecting upon the day in City Park when We …

Like you, due to this virus, life exists mostly within the confines of the house and yard. As far as non-human forms, books …

Speed first. Safety last. When I first read that sticker on Tom’s motorcycle tool box, I vaguely remember trying to impress him with …

Something’s wrong. It’s too quiet. I look around. Most of the boxes are unpacked — artwork is up, rugs are unfurled, furniture is …