Bear with me. It has been a rough couple of weeks but there is light at the end of this…
Abandoning Attachment—Again: Ghost Trees and the Unattainable.
I have tried repeatedly to capture the unique texture, dimension, and outright ghostliness of the cypresses here in Louisiana. I’m…
Night Shift: The Anxiety of Staying Put
Last night, the world was silent, still, and dark in the state park I camped in with Sammy, Blanche, and…
Leaving Davis Mountains: Arriving at a New Piece of Self.
I chose to drive south from my sad little boondocking grounds and make the “U” to Fort Davis going south…
Boondocking in Texas: The Davis Mountains & Accepting Fate
Most trees in the Davis Mountains are stunted—low to the ground as if cowering from the sunlight. Mesquite, evergreen sumac,…
“In the beginning was the Word” and we took it very seriously.
“In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.” (John1:1, KJV)) In…