Two days out of Leadville found us hanging around the Copper Mountain resort area, where we took a break at the Daylight Donuts establishment, chowing down donuts and pastries, some free of charge. In truth we were procrastinating, as the … Continue reading
We left Crested Butte packed for a five day stretch that would bring us to Leadville, the highest town in the United States. Already while hiking in Colorado we met more people than in the whole states of Nevada and … Continue reading
Little do we know at times what impact our actions might have on others. This would have been the case with my Moab Times Independent interview, if not for some serendipitous encounters on this next stretch. As per my usual … Continue reading
We left Ken and Marcia’s fine hospitality to tackle Mt. Diablo, our first real climb of the journey. Near the start of the climb we encountered two women on horseback who invited us to their nearby ranch for lunch. We … Continue reading
We discovered Aintee’s Barbecue in East St. Louis, during our walk across the country. We had just crossed the Mississippi River into Illinois on a clear day late in December, the kind of day that allows odors to travel far. … Continue reading
This week begins Kindness Wednesday, the third in a series that so far includes Beautiful Monday and Cultural Tuesday. These are based on the movements of the American Discovery symphony. The goal of this series is to provide a platform … Continue reading
Charissa comes to visit on most Fridays, making that a day I can go outside by myself for exercise. My usual route takes me up to the top of Lovers Lane and back, about four miles. The second mile is … Continue reading
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Emotion overcomes me as I sit in our entertainment room working on a slideshow. In the chair next to me, in what I call the throne, sits Cindy looking at a different slideshow of family pictures on the television monitor. … Continue reading
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I was feeling lethargic in recent months. Was this the breaking point for occasional sadness turning to depression? One day, before the recent March snowstorms arrived, the answer came to me. I was handling the present moment well enough, except … Continue reading
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After finishing my evening chores I entered our bedroom and found Cindy with raised head from the neck up. This is an “in between” state for her. She’s not asleep, but neither is she attentive to what is going on … Continue reading
