if there's anything this trip taught me, anything i learned over the miles we trekked and state lines we crossed, it's tha...

it struck me as odd, but strangely inate. for some reason, the cliffs of maine felt familiar, as if i'd walked them years ago, on some d...

there we were. two kids from the carolinas. raised on barbecue and fried chicken, used to grease. used to the messiness of eating with our f...

    there was an old man named wilbur sitting at the bus station. with a cane in one hand and the other inside his down jacket. we sat bes...

      there's a little black dirt path that runs beside our little cottage. it's about a mile long, flanked by sheds and maples. i l...

  the blue of it all is what hit me the most, on this bright sunday in october. i've seen oceans at sunset, with the ambers and crims...

        to walk in an unfamiliar city is to experience it for the very first time. to take in with delight every oddity or eccentricity fou...

it was insanely spontaneous, completely illogical and a little ridiculous in the best way possible. that two people, two kids, from the coun...

robert and i are festival folk. there's nothing i love more than a hot pavement, street vendors selling funnel cakes, and men on stilts....