I took a road trip to the top of America last weekend.
I decided to jot down some things I’ve learned about such trips on the way home.
Tag: trips
About best friends
Mama and I were enjoying a breezy evening on the front porch of a cabin in the Black Hills of South Dakota yesterday when our neighbors opened the door to their cabin.
We had different neighbors when the day started, but the new ones — a man and his wife — quickly spotted us. Continue reading “About best friends”
Take a trip to: Hank Williams’ house
My phone was going crazy, and it wouldn’t stop.The screen showed a flash flood alert, but I dismissed it and glanced up at a small sliver of road through a rain-soaked windshield.
I was on my way to Georgiana, on a trip to see the museum inside Hank Williams’ boyhood home. Continue reading “Take a trip to: Hank Williams’ house”
The first night of the new year
The first day of a new year has almost come and gone.
A steady rain is falling, as it has nearly all day.
I can hear it thumping against the roof of my house in a rhythm which is bound to put me to sleep.
While I’m still awake, since I’ve properly greeted the new year, I’ve decided to spend the next 54 minutes or so on what happened in the old one.
What a year it was. Continue reading “The first night of the new year”
A trip through time
Last Saturday, my Mama and I took another trip to the Alabama Department of Archives and History in Montgomery.
They were different, but in a good way.
Last Saturday, my Mama and I took another trip to the Alabama Department of Archives and History in Montgomery.
We’d been once before, when we randomly decided we’d make the hour-plus drive to see what the archives had to offer, and we weren’t disappointed.
The archives were different last weekend, but in a good way. Continue reading “A trip through time”
Back to the blog
The photo above is the cover of the paper’s special 2014 football section, which is one of the reasons I have been lacking in the blogging department lately. Continue reading “Back to the blog”
Songs of the nomad
I once read an ebook that included the question asking whether I would live nomadically if I could.
It asked where I would go, how I would decide where to go and what life would be like if I didn’t have just one place to call home.
The answers, of course, were in songs. Continue reading “Songs of the nomad”
The wrong way to sleep on the couch
I don’t know why, but I find it really difficult to sleep on a couch.
I’ve been looking forward to today for at least a week
I’m not sure you can tell by the headline, but for a while now I’ve been counting down the days until this one dawned for a while. Continue reading “I’ve been looking forward to today for at least a week”