Meditations in an Emergency
The title of this post was the first blog I ever read. His words resonated deeply, tormented thoughts bleeding onto...
My Walkabout
Why Prague?
I remember the phone call as clearly as any unforgettable memory. "Do you have a passport?" "No." " Well then...
Christmas Eve
With spirits in my veins, and a belly full of lobster, I sit in the glow of a fire on...
Bubbles
Sometimes, most often times, it is the simple things that are the most rewarding.Like blowing bubbles. If you can...
Are these the days of miracle and wonder?
As the the Holiday weekend begins, many people think about those less fortunate. I recall the day Build.Create.Kenya went...
Bosque del Apache
Driving along the empty highway at pre-dawn, I witness a looming dark patch in the sky. Flocks of sand hill...
the ghost town of Kelly
I roll through the dusty town of Magdalena with the sagebrush. The bluest of December skies penetrate my vision this...
the VLA
A friend eats a bullet on Thanksgiving because no one invited him to dinner.He leaves a little girl behind,wondering why....
Empty
I went to Chicago in hope of finding some Christmas spirit.Looking for a glimmer in empty streets full of strangers.A...
Sky Angel
I remember all of the schools BCK visited last summer, but Sky Angel has a special place in my heart.It...
Sheep’s Head (the finale)
The afternoon is slowly making its way towards dusk as we go deep into the red desert for our final...
Lower Antelope (part 4)
Upon returning to milepost 302 after lunch, the three of us met Stetson, our new guide for the afternoon. As...