Tarmac ribbons criss-crossing the landscape, dusty back roads twisting between the cool shadows of ancient pines, and less traveled pathways connecting present to past, all I wander, seeking, seeing, with my keyboard and camera capturing scenes and stories to share with you.

Now in its seventh year, this venue has become an important part of my life, a place where I can express my thoughts and feelings about the things I see and do, hoping the process brings me a bit closer to friends and family who enjoy sharing my sometimes chaotic and often nonlinear observations and ideas. A journal, I suppose, but one with which I find pleasure in thinking others are alongside me on my journey.

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August 4, 2013

HOUSESITTING IN FREEDOM - DAY 4

... i've heard comments such as, "you must be crazy to drive a motorcycle" ... perhaps, but it seems their are hobbies compared to which cruising around on my bmw is a perfectly sane activity ...


... cathedral ledge, in conway ...


... it was a day marked by the sudden arrival of rather nasty thunderstorms, so i borrowed gordy's car to run my errands ... it has a manual transmission ... i've been burrowing into my memory, trying to come up with the last time i worked a stick shift, nearest i can recall is that it's been over twenty years ...