Sittin on a fence

Twas the morn before Christmas and all through the trees two creatures were stirring—a gray squirrel and me He…

Rubbing my fingers together inside my mittens provided very little heat, and I laughed quietly at the irony that my…

Through dense, steep forest the gravel road climbs and winds for two miles before peaking and descending slowly into the…

For many the traveler (and perhaps even more so for the traveling artist or entertainer) an important role is played…