Sad, depressing, then magnificent. That is the summary of my trip so far. I was so sad leaving behind my RV and van. About 225 miles later I was over that but then feeling depressed. I was in Tucson, where I lived until 36 years ago and was wandering around the west side, looking for…
The words Queen Bee conjure in my brain a single-minded bee, buzzing around more sedate bees, going here and there, owning the hive. That’s me. I buzz around endlessly, exploring, hiking, camping, paddling, bird-watching. The hive that I own is the mosaic of ecosystems called North America. The honey I seek is simply knowing, seeing,…