Walking along the trail in Leawood, I forget where I first saw Rosemary. I do recall it was out in the sun, though. I made a mental note to keep an eye out
Ah vanlife. The modern nomad. The ultimate freedom – mostly. Getting rid of everything you can’t take with you, and taking with you only what you need.
I’d read about it online,
Interestingly, a little over a year after first encountering Hannah on the Tomahawk Creek Trail, I ran into her again. Probably the first time I’d actually run into a random encounter again.
On Saturday’s attempt at a photowalk, I came across two experienced birdwatchers who were keeping a better eye to the upper branches of the trees than I typically do. And their eye
Taking time out of her workout, she sat down to read more of her book. I think that’s something we all need to do more of. Reading books instead of articles on