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Massachusetts, Maine, and Maryland
We start our search for our future home town in earnest. We visit Katywil, a cohousing community in rural Colrain, just 2 miles through a state park to Vermont, about 30 miles from Amherst. The folks here welcomed us with … Continue reading
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Recharging
This year of travel has surprised us with the amount of time spent with family. By the end of the year we will have spent about 6 months living with family. We are blessed by their support, and will be … Continue reading
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Bike tour DERAILED: Orcas Island, Seattle, the Accident, Irvine
We arrive on Orcas Island and stay with friends at the Victorian Valley Chapel property. Evan’s parents, Allen and Sarah retired here from Los Angeles and have created a blissful retreat, absolutely beautiful place for quiet contemplation, romantic weddings, … Continue reading
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Bike tour: Vancouver to Orcas Island
We leave San Francisco August 13th via train heading North to Vancouver with our bikes in boxes. We love the relaxed and scenic views aboard the Coast Starlight, Amtrak line and the luxurious accommodations too. We have a brief overnight … Continue reading
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Feast of the Senses on Green Fire Farm
Root Song — Callie Plaxco Picking carrots in the morning makes me think of god, the ceremonious unearthing of roots from garden beds, the bright smell that clings to the air and to my fingers — how, to die, for … Continue reading