white noise

For those young people of the White Rose Resistance, who lived and died courageously. You sent your messages barbed — prismatic words burrowing deep into the hardened, winter soul. These forbidden ideals scattered, delivered in secrecy, each of you toiled long, cold hours for justice. In January, you knew that you, too, were just as […]

I get to visit Lone Pine this June to spend time with Laurel and Yana (YAY all three of us together in the same state for more than 10 minutes!), visit old haunts, see my family, and maybe even ride Sierra one more time. I haven’t been “home” in almost 9 years. We stopped in […]