A few days ago, I drove through the Sheyenne River valley. Trees stood fully naked, the last leaves blowing down valley on an icy thermal. Birds are long gone, although it seems like yesterday a few stragglers remained. I wait for the first flakes of sn, sn, sn, SNOW, which could fall any moment. The early…
Some people wear purple when they get old. I am eating peanuts–honey roasted. A friend sent a birthday package with me and it has small bags of peanuts. So, on my 60th, I am sitting here in the Black Hills at my campsite eating peanuts. The temperature is a brisk 50 degrees, a perfect morning.…
It is time to finish packing the tow vehicle and get out of here! Remember the photos of the nice neat van with storage containers and a mattress? Well, after all the packing, it looks like this: And the view from the side doors now: The bags hanging on the left are First Aid…