Uh . . . Hi.   If you’ve followed this blog in the past, guess what:  I’m gonna give it another go.

Not retiring after all. Read More…

In one of my early posts I reference reaching the top of a mountain, sitting a spell with a sense of accomplishment and the satisfaction of completing the big leg of a journey.  I speak of looking back on my traveled path, and being able to see the little side trips I took along the way.  Of reaching dead ends and having to retrace my steps to resume my journey upward. Read More…

If you’ve been following this blog, you know I’ve kind of disappeared.

Like   –POOF– Read More…

There’s nothing new, its all been said so many times before; in every land, in every language, and on every shore.

We’re born to be happy, born for joy, we’re meant to be born free. Read More…

The Monday after Thanksgiving we left the desert behind us and found ourselves staring in wonder at the Pacific Ocean, on a perfect day filled with sunshine.  The New Mexico skies were wonderful; the Arizona sunsets amazing; the desert growth fascinating.  And this?  This is — well, pacific!

When we find ourselves in a surprisingly beautiful place, it behooves us to linger a bit, whenever possible.  This little strip of road right on the California coast has places for RVers to “boondock”.  For those of you not  RVers, boondocking (also called dry camping) is parking in a place with no water or electricity or sewer access: parking and using the onboard facilities only, and because RVs are self-contained (they have water and electricity and sewer built-in), they can park anywhere and be functional. Read More…

Did the title get your attention?  Don’t be offended, let me explain!

Once upon a time, in the land of anxiety and trepidation, I began searching for answers to many questions.  I turned to self-help books and audio programs that claimed to provide answers to my questions.  Some were right on the money, and some just irritated me. Read More…