Drive around Vancouver and you will see vehicle dwellers everywhere. Parked along roads, at beaches, at stores and coffee shops. Some are stealth camping, some not so stealth. Residents and business don’t seem to like it much, but there are the vans, everywhere. Van people, they say, are taking advantage. They are cluttering up the…
Just People
I’ve been thinking about the ideas of ‘citizen’ and ‘people’ lot lately. After I wrote “Are Nomads Citizens” I noticed the definition of citizen doesn’t say ‘People are…”. It does not mention people at all. Indeed, the example used is “The deer is a citizen of our woods.“ I should have asked, “Are Nomads People?”…
Internet Marketing 101
I have a recipe for crepes, uses rice. Make it, take a pic – epic! Post with a cheer. I have a recipe for ice, uses ripe mango. Comes with a price. I have a recipe for ripped results. One per rep. I am without peer! Do I arouse your ire? What is that you…
Goose on the Loose
The goose on the loose has made friends with a moose The moose and the goose are feeling quite loose They each have some mousse make friends with a mouse and find a little house There’s a mouse in the house laughed the goose And a goose on the loose …
Coven Confusion
What happens when a fan girl just wants a job, not a lifestyle change? #fiction
Are Nomads Citizens?
When my van was hit by a drunk driver the police officer asked where the “citizens” came from. Then he asked what the “citizens” did. Nearly every question he asked for his report used the word citizen. Every time he said citizen, I heard the idea expressed in the second definition of citizen on Dictionary.com:…
Pets on the Road
I love my pets. I have two cats and a dog who travel with me. I also have four horses who do not. I can’t imagine travelling without Lightning, my dog. The cats, Patches and Twinkle…I have imagined leaving them with friends. Once I found a travel friendly litter though, things got much better. (For…
Digital Nomad?
I was wondering if I’m more creative on the road, or when I’m staying for a while in a house. This poem is the result. Digital Nomad? Shall we cozy up and writeIn a house with cats and booksA garden path picket lined whiteWith trees o’hanging hidden nooks?Our words would flowPapers filled and stackedBlack ink,…
Richly Homeless
The first time I felt homeless was actually the richest single day of my life. It was warmer than it had been during the day, and beautiful giant snowflakes filled the air. I was looking forward to a quiet walk through the magic night with my dog and to cozy up with the cats for…
When Everywhere Is Home 