Rambler is a crinkled postcard, sealed with cheap lipstick, delivered on foot to your well organized, definitely not over-saturated digital mailbox. If I can make it there I can make it anywhere.
Six months ago I sold most my possessions, packed the rest with my pup Scout in my Ford Escape, and hit the road. In that time together we’ve visited art galleries in Taos, stood on the highest peak in the lower 48, diverted to Iceland, studied trees with our morning coffee, photographed Monument Valley, and more yet to come.
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