We walk. 4 miles last night, to the grocery store and back, 7 on Sunday, to the movies, where we sat in a dark theatre eating homemade peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. I sneak things in, but I’m no criminal.  These are my petty crimes of love for substance. We were made for walking.  We...

“I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.” – Henry David Thoreau If you’ve never actually been to...