Discovering America.... One winding road and small town at a time

Red Bucket in Siesta Key

It’s a little after three in the morning and I wake up with both of my hands pounding.  It feels like someone took a Eastwing hammer and beat my palms.  Perhaps I should turn on...

The Drop

A cool morning breeze rustles the feathers of the sleeping bald eagle. His golden eye pops open just as the tip of the sun crests the earth.   From his perch high on a...

Michigan – again and again

This has been an amazing year for Two Lanes of Freedom. Our plan for the summer was to slowly make our way up to the Upper Peninsula of Michigan and spend time exploring this beautiful...

Smoke Signals

Whoosh! The flames shot up and ignited the tee-pee of dried twigs that Chet had meticulously stacked in the fire ring.  “Yes,” he said excitedly to his wife. “Looks like we finally have a fire, hon.”...

A Place Like Mayberry

“Sarah?…This is Andy Taylor.  Fine how are you……Well, soak it Sarah. Soak it a lot in warm salt water. Uh, listen Sarah, get me Thelma Lou will ya’? I know she’s Barney’s girl…..Cause I...