The Geologist’s Daughter

  July 26, 2018 The Geologist’s Daughter For years I have wanted to write a book about my father, some sort of wide ranging epic, a TC Boyle, John Irving-ish sort of book with liberal sprinklings of Steinbeck, of course. The problem is I have never actually found the story I wanted to write, but…

Fear and Anxiety, Anxiety and Fear

  July 24/25, 2018 Fear and Anxiety, Anxiety and Fear I was about ten years old the first time I was able to label a feeling as anxiety, even though I didn’t know that actual name, yet. I’d been through a rough patch, moving from California to Washington State to Connecticut to California again with…

On Patience

July 18th (started in San Simeon, finished at home, one month after my first entry) On Patience             We spent quite a bit of time among redwoods on this trip, as we always do on the coastal route, and I found myself paying attention to them because I’d been talking about them with a friend…

Home at Last

July 16th, 2018 Home at Last Highland Park, CA. Today is the first day in many days that we have not started the bus up and driven him, even just to town for a short jaunt. Now the town surrounds the bus, the city, really, but he is safe at home. Yes, the bus fits…

Rolling Down the Highways (and freeways, and byways)

Rolling Down the Highways (and freeways, and byways) July 10-11 Mendocino to Point Reyes to Salinas When we started rolling yesterday down Highway 1 from Mendocino to Point Reyes, everything was a bit unexpected. We had thought we might stay another night in Russian Gulch, but as I mentioned, I messed up the reservations. How…