Living in One’s Element

Life is good

I met Mrs. Green only once but she made quite the impression on my 10 year old self.  While I was staying with a friend, we took Mrs. Green a bouquet of flowers and in return, she offered us cookies and one of my first ”Ah Ha!” moments.  Mrs. Green opened a camel back steamer trunk filled with old photographs, journals, letters and postcards from what was already a long life.  She let me rifle through her collection of memories as she told us tales. Her adept storytelling, accompanied by the amazing artifacts of a life lived well, galvanized my attention.  I was dazzled and vowed to fill my own steamer trunk.

Snowy breakfast

My sister and I have been car camping together since the summer of 1989.  We sometimes head out onto the road for 1000’s of miles without staying at a motel or campground.  This was true even when we were driving a compact car.  In 2004, Shaunna bought the Honda Element and we have been traveling in luxury ever since.

The following slide show is a visual poem about small roads, living out of a truck, adventure, sisters and The West.

Living in One’s Element

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3 thoughts on “Living in One’s Element

  1. Thank you so much for compiling these, Von–immediate evidence suggesting lives being well lived, and encouraging to contemplate in the midst of daily responsibilities. Can’t wait to go parenthetical again with you remarkably soon.

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