Ode to the Postcard
A tourist can buy a lot of things in Fredericksburg, Texas. They can buy a cowboy hat, hand-sewn down the road or machine made halfway around the world and in a range of colors from black to tan to flamingo… Read More ›
Recent Posts
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The Gold That Remains
It’s funny how travel works, the way one trip invariably sprouts into three: the planning, the experience, and the memory. How the experience may exactly match, or wildly differ from, the expectations. How memory tends to polish up the good… Read More ›
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Farewell Pickles, and Thank You
Pickles is dead. About two weeks ago, my daughter-in-law found her unresponsive in her cage. Although she was only two, that’s roughly the life expectancy of a hamster—which is what Pickles was. She had been a breeding hamster and was… Read More ›
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New Year, Same Old Me
Most years I latch onto something that resembles a resolution, or at least an idea—a framing, if you will, of the plot lines of my life. Typically, I choose something that’s a cross between delusional aspiration and hare-brained scheme. (Ex…. Read More ›
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Moret sur Loing
Scores of people get off the train from Paris at Moret-Veneux-Les-Sablons. Most, I notice, are carrying the international symbols of tourism—a camera and a bottle of water. Since I’m not quite sure what I’m doing, this is hopefully a sign… Read More ›
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Exploring France ›
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… More Burgundy
October 12, 2024
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Hiking Burgundy—again
October 5, 2024
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Walking Alsace
September 10, 2023
Life in Paris ›
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Moret sur Loing
October 13, 2025
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The Roads We Take
June 10, 2025
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Of Road Trips and Blackberries and Paris
March 9, 2025
Ruminations ›
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Ode to the Postcard
March 21, 2026
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The Gold That Remains
March 8, 2026
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Farewell Pickles, and Thank You
February 20, 2026
How To ›
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Our Stuff: The end
December 11, 2020
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Seven Years After
September 20, 2018
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Continued… Questions from new nomads
August 31, 2017
The World In Between 