Archive for March, 2014

Spring                                                         Bee Hiving Moon Home again.  Here halfway below ground in my study, at the wide screen monitor, no longer making do with strange chairs and tiny […]

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Goodbye From Acova, Iowa

Spring                                           New Bee Hiving Moon Last report from the road.  Acova, Iowa.  Acova Motor Inn. Long ago read a travel writer commenting on America.  He said one of our great boons to travelers is […]

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An Attack of the Stupids

Spring                                                     New Bee Hiving Moon At around 10 this morning I called home to report a serious attack of the stupids.  Kate immediately said, “You left your pillow behind.” […]

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On the Way

Spring                                                New Bee Hiving Moon Ruth has gone home.  Gabe has gone home.  Jon has gone home.  Jen has gone home.  The last of the trip’s intentions are now over.  All that […]

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Magical

Spring                                       Hare Moon Several hours with granddaughter Ruth.  She asks questions from her much despised car seat while the car hums on asphalt, these old ears not able to pick up much of the high pitched […]

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Gee. That’s Interesting. Watch Out.

Spring                                                      Hare Moon Denver.  Realized I never got back here on the big dream I had.  After working with it in a couple of different ways, here’s the nub […]

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The Road So Far

Spring                                           Hare Moon The trip continues to stair step its way north.  I drove the five and a half hours to Denver today.  When I knocked on the door, Ruth, the birthday girl who […]

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Land of Enchantment

Spring                                                      Hare Moon Santa Fe.  The adobe here catches the eyes, then the scent of pinyon smoke and the art galleries.  Also, the number of thin gray-haired citizens moving […]

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What Is Your Kiva?

Spring                                          Hare Moon Santa Fe.  Staying in a reasonably priced motel right in the heart of adobe filled Santa Fe.  The cathedral featured in Death Comes for the Archbishop is only a block or two […]

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Mr. Ellis Regrets

Spring                                           Hare Moon Just the last few things left in the room.  This “room” by the way has a kitchen and a small living room.  It’s a very comfortable way to live away from […]

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