I begin this last day of writing a month in a minivan in a state of art-pray, thinking about snakes. As a young girl, I often caught garter snakes to play with for short times. Other than foul-smelling pee, they were harmless. You could find them under hay bales at harvest time, and every old … Continue reading Day 31: Arriving Alive (the final instalment)
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Day 30: Off Ramp
I laughed when I woke up this morning. How will I ever leave this place? Has it been three days or a week? Time is circular in a portal. Not straight at all. Instead of planning, which always leads me astray, I simply wait and watch. Now with earnest. The first sign comes from Kokopelli. … Continue reading Day 30: Off Ramp
Day 18: Notes from the Field
We were visited three times last night by a Great Horned Owl, and once alerted to the presence of a nearby human by the screeching of a car alarm. Although the second sound definitely brings out the worst in me (there is a reason they call it a panic button) I no longer imagine the … Continue reading Day 18: Notes from the Field
A Month in a Minivan: Day 10
Change is in the air. The maps are out. I’m making lists. It’s almost time to get back on the road. It’s not going to be easy to leave Quartzsite. I’ve been here since Christmas Eve. I’ve made memories, and more importantly, friends. I’ve drank from the communal cup at the RTR, the WRTR, and here … Continue reading A Month in a Minivan: Day 10
A Month in a Minivan: Day 9
I’m writing this in the early evening - the sun has traded places with a million stars and although I can’t see people from the side door of my van, I can see the colourful lights inside the Clubhouse, and hear music from the concert, which has attracted a full house. The singer is great; … Continue reading A Month in a Minivan: Day 9
A Month in a Minivan: Day 7
Road Trip To Hot Springs! My friend suggested we a little road trip to Tonopah (about an hour from Quartzsite) to visit Eldorado Hot Springs (also called Desert Pete’s) After a week romping about it desert dust, how could I say no to that? We left the van here and took Pip’s kennel and a blanket … Continue reading A Month in a Minivan: Day 7