Friday, March 20, 2020 Dead: 11,400 The numbers are all wrong. They are only counting the dead who tested positive. But they aren’t testing everyone. And people are dead in their homes while the skies suck up the smog. People are quarantining themselves at home because they’re not quite sick Read more…
Thursday, March 19, 2020 Global Status: 243,665 Active cases: 146,393 Fatal cases: 10,007 He absently ran his fingers through my hair as we stared at the ceiling. Coffee time, he asked gently? Okay, I sighed. What world is this? Such calm in the hills. The trees wearing their new pretty Read more…
Wednesday, March 18, 2020 I’ve been preparing for the apocalypse since Y2K. We all have, really. We all stockpiled food and ammunition and feared our neighbors and waited patiently for global unrest ever since. I knew that out of all the people in the universe, I would be the Strong Read more…
An hour to pack up and an hour drive down a new Parkway that cut a gash through the desert hills. Wild horses chillin’ in the sagebrush and golden grass curling up for the winter. The blue sky not nearly as deep now that summer ran away. Over the hills Read more…
Day 15 Bergen, Noway to Knoxville, TN USA It was 3am and we were in the atrium of the boat with a gaggle of other tourists. Drinking coffee from little to-go cups and not eating pastries because it was way-too-early for breakfast. Waiting for someone to tell us what to Read more…
Day 14 Bergen, Norway We left our sliding glass door open to the deck all night. The boat moved steadily along. Reliable and strong. The sound of waves swishing around in our brains. The White Noise of Eternity. Bringing us back to our literal roots as creatures of the sea Read more…
Day 14 Bergen, Norway We left our sliding glass door open to the deck all night. The boat moved steadily along. Reliable and strong. The sound of waves swishing around in our brains. The White Noise of Eternity. Bringing us back to our literal roots as creatures of the sea Read more…
Day 13 Eidfjord, Norway Terrye bring your camera, I whispered. As though speaking aloud would take away the mountains that shot straight out of the water. As though speaking aloud would make the fog wake up and walk away. As though the world is only magic when it’s silent. The Read more…
Day 12 Stavanger, Norway The water was still and so was my mind as we pulled into port. Lots of lighthouses and perfect white houses several stories tall, their roofs steep, anticipating winter. Houses perched one higher up the rocky hill than the next. Everyone with a view. Seagulls gliding Read more…
Day 11 Aalborg, Denmark A University and tall buildings and curvy, modern roofs. Lots of metal and fancified buildings everywhere past the industrial ship parking lots. The gigantic ship turned on a dime and I probably couldn’t even turn my kayak around in that spot. We landed soft as a Read more…