Elinor Rupert

Our intelligent, reliable, jovial, and fearsomely independent car, who has taken us over 7000 miles, has just died. Luckily, we are in the middle of the desert and so the sun is shining, and there are plenty of snakes. Phew! I’m trying to convince one to give me an apple. We had named the carContinue reading “Elinor Rupert”

The good ship Nashville

Writing this blog is SO hard. Stuff is relentless, and I’m expected to somehow remember it all, and worse still, to communicate it in a digestible form. It is ridiculous to hope to describe all the beauteous and alarming experiences we keep having, almost as silly as attempting to effectively convey even a tiny selectionContinue reading “The good ship Nashville”