As I sit in my little trailer, I can hear the band playing as loud as if it’s just a hundred feet up the road from me. The words to the song Kansas City have been altered to reflect where
Words no one ever wants to hear! My walk this morning took me about a mile down the road from Mittry Lake where Li’l Homey is still parked. As I walk, I’m heading south… the sun is to my left.
One look at a desert, all those miles and miles of kitty litter, could make one think there’s nothing out there but, well, miles and miles of kitty litter. If one gets out of the car to take a closer
After spending some days at the Pilot Knob BLM land west of Yuma, AZ, I moved on up to Mittry Lake just north of Yuma. Mittry Lake is a wildlife area and home to many birds, both full-time residents and
Another trip to Los Albondigas, I mean, Los Algodones… damn. I just can’t get that straight! I guess I just really like albondigas soup. It was a regular Friday event in my life for many years – the little local
Just west of Yuma, Arizona, right across the border crossing at Andrade, is the little Mexican town of Los Algodones. Driving down the two-lane road south of Interstate 8, following the exit sign that says “Mexico” with an arrow pointed