The Girl Who Learned To Kneel

Well, we are officially back in Toronto! I have been slow to write because I’m still recovering from our journey: the claustrophobic quarters, the ice chunks on my fingers, the daily Elsie freak outs, you know. The reverberations are deep. Because let me just say, The Little Beauty has lungs and opinions stronger than mine. [...]

Perhaps we have reached a new low on our third day of driving. You decide. It goes something like this: two adults who clearly didn’t do enough rebelling when they were teenagers leave their daughter’s dirty diaper in a Santa Fe parking lot. They consider marking their entire journey in this manner. Littering the nation [...]