101. Drive Through

101. Drive Through

I drove through Tree Town today. It’s such a strange feeling. It might be different if we had moved away, but we didn’t. We still…

84. Pretty Boy

84. Pretty Boy

When I was growing up, my Aunt Marie had a parrot. He was the quintessential parrot. He had a green body, red and yellow on his head, and just a touch of the prettiest violet color I’d ever seen.
His name was Pretty Boy.

65. Spontaneity

65. Spontaneity

So, I booked it. I didn’t even unpack my bags from the previous trip. Instead, I washed my dirty clothes and put them back in the suitcase.