Kansas.
This is about 90% of it.
I am in here.
This is about 90% of it.
So here we are in the middle of Kansas, in June when it’s a green place, and not an endless expanse of brown, cold fields. It makes a change in the traveling attitudes: no existential scream begging to be torn from my chest makes me a much happier passenger. One thing I’m noticing: there are … Continue reading Somewhere in Kansas
Buck and I spent the past three days (since Tuesday morning) driving his car back from Boulder to Cincinnati. We arrived safe and sound, but with a good deal of dust and grit all over the car. A good deal of the grit and dust comes from Kansas and eastern Colorado. I don’t remember the … Continue reading At the end of a long drive