It is still raining. There is a poem I keep trying to find that I read years ago that starts something like: The rain has washed the sky away and the clouds away and all the birds away But the trees stand. The trees stand… Only, there aren’t many trees here. A few olives, two Read more >>

first pomegranate Originally uploaded by briannaorg. It is late and Josh is working on the network in the computer lounge. It is windy outside and I took this opportunity to upload a slough of photos to Flickr. This is rather monumental, as all my late night hysterical whiskey-soaked confessions at the bars here since we Read more >>

Today it is just shy of two weeks since we arrived on the island. It has been wet and grey for three days, and this morning I awoke with my face so bitten by flies that my features had collapsed alarmingly into a dumb, swollen mass, giving me the look of a stroke victim. We Read more >>

Josh, the Amphitheatre Originally uploaded by briannaorg. We made it.

It’s been awhile since I’ve written, and all the movement of these passing days merits an update. We have been home from Kansas City for a month, and I am surprised at how much we’ve accomplished, and the enormous amount we have left to do. Between clearing the house out in preparation for some renovations, Read more >>

Just outside Vegas. Hot. Sepia toned. Josh asked to borrow cash for a hooker, but we need it for gas. Next time, maybe.

We are leaving Richfield, Utah, about 45 miles from the Nevada border/I-15 Junction. That means the prettiest part of the drive is behind us (and oh, wow, was it lovely). We should be pulling into the Valley of Enchantment around eight o’clock tonight. A full day behind where we wanted to be – our favourite Read more >>

Just left Grand Junction, not sure which state- probably Colorado. Breathtaking scenery.

We are in Colby Kansas, at a Days Inn, waiting for our UHaul to be replaced with a truck whose transmission hasn’t exploded. Because ours did, very conveniently in a friendly town in the not-too-early morning, so the mechanic picked us up within a few minutes and now we’re in a comfy and economical hotel Read more >>

The truck is loaded, with the help of our friends. Josh’s grandma sent him love-filled cookies to take with us, and tomatoes from her garden. We’ve got snacks and all the batteries are charged. We are tired, but we are driving. Hello America. Isn’t the roadtrip a great American innovation? Like apple pie, baseball, and Read more >>