Neither Bird Nor Tree
A poem by Sara Teasdale begins: There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground, And swallows circling … Continue reading Neither Bird Nor Tree
Month: April 2022
Two Poems
I envisioned a return to poem writing when we hit the road, and that has sort of happened. I’ve made … Continue reading Two Poems
Zigzagging Toward the Light
Zigzagging toward the iconic southwest has revealed the nuances of flora as we change elevation and latitude. We’ve done a … Continue reading Zigzagging Toward the Light
White Sands
Holly and I had built up the return of the Prodigal Bus Sandy to her home environs at White Sands, … Continue reading White Sands
Familiar Faces, New Surroundings
Our stay in El Paso, TX included an unexpected (very!) range of experiences. While we knew we’d be seeing our … Continue reading Familiar Faces, New Surroundings
A Bus Named Sandy 