Category Archives: All Blog Posts

            My last post was December 30, 2017.  A time of innocence.  Descriptions of Christmas, photos of my granddaughter doing cartwheels on the beach, the beauty of Nature.  I left Florida and headed back to the high desert.  But the … Continue reading →

My heart changed my mind. Sometimes, my life does not move in a linear fashion.  Sometimes, my blog posts jump back and forth across time lines.  Sometimes, I make plans but my heart changes my mind. My last post was … Continue reading →

MYSTERIES OF MISTY In July of 2015 I parked my RV at City of Rocks State Park in western NM; in the adjoining lot was a van.  The woman was outside cooking on a hot plate (they lived in the … Continue reading →

You can only spend 14 out of 20 days in a NM state park. It was that time, so I hooked the truck to the back of the motor home and took a short ride from City of Rocks State … Continue reading →

From the high deserts of New Mexico Night rider’s lament: Why do you ride for your money Why do you rope for short pay You ain’t a getting’ nowhere and you’re losin’ your share You must have gone crazy out … Continue reading →

Beginning again – again Somehow, I get tangled up when I cross back to the Adult World, and things take much longer than I plan.  So it was that my short time planned in NW Florida turned into a long … Continue reading →

It’s been a long time since I’ve written —the cast of “reasons” is legion and irrelevant.  Today, I begin again. Today, my photos won’t transfer to my PC.  But I begin again, with photos to come later. I’m at a … Continue reading →

As I struggle to deal with the many faces of the unleashed hatred following Trump’s election – including but not limited to bigotry, misogyny, racism, homophobia, Islamophobia  I’m reminded of how I’ve been taught to handle curves on my motorcycle.  … Continue reading →

10.A long mechanical whine It’s mid-September & I’m still here – at the moment here is a delightful RV park in Baldwin County, in southeast Alabama.  And it feels like I’m the ping pong ball in a swift moving challenge … Continue reading →