Just a taste of what’s popping up. In case you were looking for a prompt.
- This shift in my wilderness destinations, from mountains to ocean. When did that happen?
- The ripening of peaches spurs trips to our favorite pick-your-own orchard a half-hour to our north. More trips will follow for apples.
- Maybe I really am an “advocate of living-up-the-world-in-your-own-village,” as one comment chimed.
- I do like the concept of transitioning, rather than progressing, with all of its assumptions.
- Overheard at Walden Pond: “No, they won’t even get in a car anymore. They ride their bikes everywhere.”
- The Wiggly Bridge for hikers beside the York River. One way to get over high tide.
- Home Depot workers call their pesticide section the Wall of Death.
- So many field notes from spiritual aspiration and practice springing from a muse of fire. The one that’s sometimes scorched me.
- My life as a failure. There’s no autobiographical novel to be written on my last 30 years.
- A bumper sticker I’d like to create: I’D RATHER BE READING.