On my way to jury duty but otherwise minding my own business, I drove through the roundabout and saw flashing lights in the rearview mirror. I already have complicated feelings about roundabouts. It’s been thirty years since I’ve been pulled … Continue reading
Middle of June. Leaves are full on the trees, the sky is blue, and the deck is covered in pots of dirt with various green things sprouting. Unless you know your plants, most of them aren’t even identifiable yet. So when … Continue reading
Before we worked from home together, Vin commuted to Anchorage and was gone about 60 hours a week. For most of those years he drove a small pickup. It’s Alaska; everyone has a pickup here. Handy things they are, except … Continue reading