Jeanne Bustamante – Page 72

The Little Victories – or – Not Today, Satan

The other night, I was lying down to sleep. I was all set. My night time routine had been completed,…

Starting out from Dry Saddle, heading south. Just a light touch of haze in the morning. More water along the…

I’m not sure what I want to write about today. I’ve been feeling under the weather this past week; no…

I woke up at the alarm. The morning was cool, but not cold. I started getting dressed, and didn’t notice…

I bought a guitar. This is actually the first guitar I have owned, but not the first time that I’ve…

We didn’t wake up any earlier than the day before, but it was much darker in these trees than it…

When something is a part of your life, every day for decades, it feels very different when you stop doing…

We woke up so early that there was no light in the sky except from the setting moon. That moon…

Last weekend, I took someone backpacking. It wasn’t their first trip, but the actual first one was not the best…

Another “sleep in” day. Though we didn’t want to wait too long, because hiking before the sun is up is…