or "A Princess Goes Camping"
There is something special about Scotland. I am not sure how to explain it. Maybe it’s the Munros, coastlines, glens, moors, heather-covered landscapes, sheep, the simple life, or maybe the friendly folks. Whatever it is I always feel at peace and at home there.
All who love are blind Oh, when your heart is on fire Smoke gets in your eyes The Platters, 1959 I’m not sure if Tony Williams (lead singer of the Platters; 1955 thru 1959) ever...
This is my first night back in the mountains since the fall of ‘19. Seems a lot longer than it was. The virus and a couple of other things kept us close to home most of...
Late winter, maybe early February, every year there is a warm day that prompts the Princess and I to get our bicycles out of the basement for the first ride of the year. It always hurts....
Instead of driving on some two-lane blacktop in Montana, I find myself on the back porch of our place in Southern Illinois waiting. For what I’m not too sure. It has been a few years since...
A few weeks ago, my daughter and I were in Colorado. The idea of a trip together began last December after a good dinner when I suggested to her that if she had the vacation time...
My last installment left us pulling into Brown County State Park in Indiana. This park, like Turkey Run, was also showing signs of things to come. The place has over 600 campsites with only three or...
The rig had been in storage for two months. Seemed a lot longer. I needed to pick up couple of pieces of iron work from John Bennet that we had commissioned. And finally, we wanted to...
Cemeteries, headstones and monuments marking the passage of time have been subjects for my camera since I first borrowed my Dad’s 35mm and never returned it. To me these objects and places mark points in time...
The Supreme Mistress of Navigation made an appearance recently in Washington DC. Although she has been trying to get me to make the trip for several years, I have been able to avoid to journey until...
