Camping: Snapshots of a Life

Camping: Snapshots of a Life

My earliest memories of camping are snapshots of travel, radio tower lights winking, red in the darkness, whispering to my dozy mind of strange and magical horizons.  These were our itinerant years, and camping was cheap.  Long stretches of Nebraska highway,...
Lady Venice

Lady Venice

I have always found magic in declining spaces.  Abandoned lots in the middle of a city, wedged between buildings and overrun with weeds.  Alleyways of every description.  The Main Street of a small town that has languished since the freeway was built,...