I am of the Tribe of the Sunburned Beer Belly, and the beach is my temple. The warm weather is upon us. Gone are bulky sweaters, gone are trendy boots and scarves. Once again we are months away from Pumpkin Spice. Gone is the snow, the cold, praying Netflix puts something good on, and staring…
Exploring our planet, and sharing the ride
The moon rises over the bayou, casting a strange glow on the Spanish moss draped in the darkness. Somewhere a pot of gumbo cooks in a Voodoo Queen’s lair…..
Across the plains of the American West, nestled high up in Wyoming’s mountains is the Bighorn Medicine Wheel. The Wheel is a Native American sacred site, and a National Historic Site. Situated some 9,600 feet above sea level on Medicine Mountain, towering above the tree line, its repose overlooks the Big Horn Basin….