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?


Ruby and Samson perplexed by the stone and water sculpture downstairs here.

At a dinner gathering last week I met the biggest dog I've ever EVER seen. Yes, he is a Great Dane, but how is that any kind of explanation for this monstrosity? The poor thing has trouble sitting down!

Outside last week, the snow was certainly piling up.

Out the front of the house I find myself these days.

Sam enjoying the living room. It's just right for him, but the highest cathedral ceiling in the world can't compare to the sky outside it. Have I been spoiled?


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