>My Soul’s Dirty Underwear

>Today’s post is in honor of my friend Nancy Owens Franson, who turns fifty tomorrow, and is looking forward to becoming officially eccentric. Dirty Sky. Mojave Desert. February, 2007. Mom’s Notorious Advice Apparently, somewhere along the way, someone’s mother counseled: Always wear clean underwear. Because you never know when you might be in an accident […]


My Soul’s Dirty Underwear

Today’s post is in honor of my friend Nancy Owens Franson, who turns fifty tomorrow, and is looking forward to becoming officially eccentric. Dirty Sky. Mojave Desert. February, 2007. Mom’s Notorious Advice Apparently, somewhere along the way, someone’s mother counseled: Always wear clean underwear. Because you never know when you might be in an accident […]


My Soul’s Dirty Underwear

Today’s post is in honor of my friend Nancy Owens Franson, who turns fifty tomorrow, and is looking forward to becoming officially eccentric. Dirty Sky. Mojave Desert. February, 2007. Mom’s Notorious Advice Apparently, somewhere along the way, someone’s mother counseled: Always wear clean underwear. Because you never know when you might be in an accident […]


>A Singletrack Point of View

> Flat Tire. July, 2011. Keep Your Eyes on The Trail  Our canyons are a popular destination for bicyclists. Nearly every morning I pass a pack of road bikers riding into our canyon as I’m driving out. They race along the narrow winding road, jerseys flashing, all determination as they lean into the hills. Almost […]


A Singletrack Point of View

Flat Tire. July, 2011. Keep Your Eyes on The Trail  Our canyons are a popular destination for bicyclists. Nearly every morning I pass a pack of road bikers riding into our canyon as I’m driving out. They race along the narrow winding road, jerseys flashing, all determination as they lean into the hills. Almost every […]