eyes on the road
Seth, "our personal coffee roaster" (oldbisbeeroasters.com), a cup of espresso in each hand and kind of wobbly, off to do some yoga. I guess there's no reason he should have recognized us.
it takes a real man
What we saw of Fort Huachuca was this. We tried to drive in, accidentally--asked for IDs we turned around--and against my protests skirted the outpost of Buffalo Soldiers, the campaign against Geronimo, as we drove through a landscape of westerns. The historical marker said nothing of loss.
Tallulah with her Grand-Frizz