Chronicles of the Wayward Moot

WELCOME TO THE MOOT, oh world-wanderers and word-whisperers. After two years of Peace Corps. After 2,200 miles on the Pacific Crest Trail. What. Comes. Next?


If it aint broke, don't fix it. And if it was broke and you fix it but then it breaks again but still kinda works, then don't fix it. These are just some of the many lessons of the wild.

Boy that would look good on a toasted, buttered bun with some Worchestershireshire Sauce. How the heck do you spell that word, jeez?

Who knows what kind of little buggers these are? They looked so happy to be drenched in freezing rain.

There seems to be a fungus among us. I'm sure I've said that stupid like before. And laughed before too.

This one knows what's up with northern Washington weather and found itself a little grotto to grow in.


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