Cacti and carry-ons

Imagine you are carrying something small and fragile, something which you care more than just a little about transporting in one piece. If you tip this thing the wrong way its guts will… Continue reading →

And I’m off (again)

The time between each journey seams to stretch into an eternity. When I miss being on the road it sometimes seems as if I will never get to go again, yet inevitably the… Continue reading →