Below The Surface – Arizona Canyons
Antelope Canyon, AZ The blue sky above me slowly disappears as we transcend down through the slot canyon walls into the belly of the earth. At first I am just enamored and blown away...
Antelope Canyon, AZ The blue sky above me slowly disappears as we transcend down through the slot canyon walls into the belly of the earth. At first I am just enamored and blown away...
I want to write. I really do. It makes me feel so grand to craft memories into words, splash in some amazing photos, perhaps a dash of song or poem and to somehow put...
The RV Delivery Room – I can feel our camper wagging its tail as we cross the state line into Indiana. There is just something so special about going back to the place where...
by David Rasmussen · Published May 16, 2018 · Last modified February 4, 2019
I know we have that “newbie look”. Our eyes have to be glazed over a bit as we walk across the farm. We bump into each other like school kids and I grab her...
by David Rasmussen · Published April 23, 2018 · Last modified April 24, 2018
There’s something so special about pulling into a state park that was crafted by the hands of the Civilian Conservation Corp in the 1930’s. We have to do a bit of due diligence of...
Rock Island State Park – It’s been four winters since I’ve seen your scalp. I had forgotten how beautiful your skin truly is with its textures, contours, ravines and ridges. My feet find a...
As you may have read from our Hurricane story, we had to put our rolling roof in storage for a little while so we could help out a dear family member. As my mom...
Butterfly Hollow Stories / Songs
by David Rasmussen · Published January 21, 2018 · Last modified April 4, 2018
I stood on a log and jumped on the horse’s back, without any saddle, bridle or seat belt of any fashion to hold me on. What happened next didn’t go quite exactly as planned....
This fall as the hurricanes came crashing onto America’s shores, we had countless tugs coming from inside saying “GO, HELP, GIVE, BE THERE. “ We gave in small ways over the phone, but it...
“Honey…. Sweetie …. it’s 5:00 o’clock. I have coffee ready.” I hear a low moan and the next sound that came from my sleeping bride was something like, “GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR )*)*^%%*%$$###@!@** ” ending with...
We're a young at heart couple with a taste for the crazy. We're from the hills of Tennessee, though when we say "from", we just mean that is the place most fondest in our heart and where we have lived the longest. Today we are perpetual travelers. We've been in love for over a quarter of a century and have developed a taste for discovering something new...
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