Sometimes I Fly Like an Eagle
In June of 2014 when we began our nomadic experiment and moved our happy selves into our 19′ camper, we thought it was just going to be a year long sabbatical tooling around the countryside...
In June of 2014 when we began our nomadic experiment and moved our happy selves into our 19′ camper, we thought it was just going to be a year long sabbatical tooling around the countryside...
Two lane road. Tall pines and Live Oak trees with eerie looking Spanish moss dripping from their limbs, line the sides of the road as we curve and weave our way through the forest. It’s been...
“M, i, crooked letter, crooked letter, i, crooked letter, crooked letter, i, hump back, hump back, i.” This is how my mom remembered how to spell Mississippi when she was a kid. I thought about...