Thirteen years ago Val and I lived for eleven months in a camper van, vagabonding around the country. I am not (to my own disappointment) a morning person, but Val is quite sprightly in the mornings and would leap early out of bed to make coffee and rattle around the Continue Reading
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On the flip side
Since December, since Montana, since hair and energy and a new year, Val has been doing great. Or so it appears from my (front row, but still audience) vantage point. She sings silly songs in the mornings, she styles her thickening hair into tiny swooshes, she’s making music and thinking Continue Reading