Between things. And not in-between anything

Below, not easy to discern, but an ARCH a few miles west of Glade Park. A way a lone a last a loved a long the Riverrun, past Eve and Adam’s, from swerve of shore to bend of bay (the … Continue reading

A LONG WAY TO GO — only to find out that the Alamo doesn’t have a basement

(with a BIG nod to “Pee Wee’s Big Adventure”) “Of course you realize that the Alamo doesn’t have a basement,” said Walldough-the-Magnificent.  Well, he didn’t exactly SAY that, but I could tell.  Radiant as he often is, veritably emanating transcendence … Continue reading