Grown from my experience in Ruby, I take advantage of one more week in Healy, in the ridge’s house, in what is the closest to a home for me today, in order to achieve my meditative thoughts and prepare the rest of my journey. Canada here I come! Indeed, my days in the last frontier … More The winter’s color
Hannah has simple and extra-ordinary dreams. Her biggest lifetime one was to have some llamas. Thus, instead of asking for a big rock to fit her married woman finger, she got a llamas flock, six and a half to be precise. Indeed, nobody knew Hyngi was feeding baby Stormy in her round womb. Today, Hannah … More Hannah’s llamas
I hit the road from Anchorage to reach the North – or more exactly the Interior – of Alaska. On my hitchhiking way, I gaze at burnt summer trees, at redish fall trees, running frozen in my car window. Forest fires still stand against first rains, it doesn’t smell like smoke but there is a … More Crossworlds
Fleeting Wor(l)ds 