jim owens
At the time of this writing I am in southern Nevada, having spent a few weeks editing around 8,000 photos after returning to Utah from Delhi India. One week in Paris followed by three in northern India left us a little road-worn. But not sufficiently so as to keep us off the road. Down here […]
My, my. It has been a while. And for all the wrong reasons. Forgive me, but I’ve fallen down the rabbit hole of observing American politics. It certainly is both emotional and entertaining, both a tragedy and a comedy. Political podcasts are poison to productivity, and creativity for that matter. Yet another assault on our […]
Déjà vu all over again. We found ourselves in coastal Oregon around the 4th of July. I think it was my eighth time through the state but that is just a guess. It is some number above six. It all began years ago when our kids were little. Their favorite movie was Free Willy and […]
We’re starting to fall into something of a Spring routine. A little back and forth, with and without dogs, between Park City and southern Nevada. Gardening down there. Family stuff up here. A few small town events. The Boulder City Garden tour. Listening to the first baseball of the true season over the internet. The […]
I have forgotten who said it, I think it was Sartre. That the value of something is best understood only through the loss of it. It brings to mind the song “San Diego Serenade” by Tom Waits and covered by the late Nanci Griffith, Joni Mitchell’s “Big Yellow Taxi” and “These are Days” by 10,000 […]