Fellow nomads, meet Joanna.
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Ray’s Polish Fire
Sweeney told us this land was covered with yuccas, 5000 years ago. In those days, he said, we would have floated across the bay on the inflated organs of animals we’d killed, the stomachs and bladders lashed together with sinew or with spruce root, which reached to surprising lengths under the earth.
Did you think I’d forgotten, my dears? Oh no.
A nonprofit worker talks about good penmanship, Chinese church, and what to do when you can’t leave your hometown behind.
Remember the days when a title like “Corporate Capital of America” would have been a compliment?
It’s amazing how hard it is for me to not work.
Right up there in the top few questions I’m routinely asked about nomadic life–right next to “What do you eat?” and “How long are you going to do that for?”–is the kindly inquiry “Don’t you get lonely?” Read more