Year: 2013
We Have Returned- 20 Years Later- to the Colorado Rockies
Walking Warriors Walk Right into my Heart
Sunny Rest Nudist Camp- Conclusion
I felt emotionally disturbed after I left the nudist camp, for about two days. I needed to talk about it and process it verbally to try to understand what I was feeling. Many of my friends were surprised to learn that I, who has been a life drawing model for … Continue Reading Sunny Rest Nudist Camp- Conclusion
Sunny Rest Nudist Camp (Part II of 3)
Sunny Rest Nudist Camp- Part I (of three parts)
A Few Hours at “Buck Rubs”- A Gentleman’s Club
It was the story of old men pulling along oxygen tanks and hoses as they walk into Buck Rubs, the local Gentleman’s Club as well as the story of slow farmer brothers whose mother pack them a brown paper sack with a can of beer (BYOB), a bag of … Continue Reading A Few Hours at “Buck Rubs”- A Gentleman’s Club
“An Assortment of Shoes & Bottles of Sunscreen” Packing for a Weekend Getaway to a Nudist Camp
This weekend I am heading to a Nudist Camp (down the ridge in Palmerton near Leighton of all places) for the weekend with my crazy writer friend, Jill Gleason. We are going as experiential observers, to write stories. We will be standing there with our sweating glasses of iced … Continue Reading “An Assortment of Shoes & Bottles of Sunscreen” Packing for a Weekend Getaway to a Nudist Camp
Going International (book)
Pennsylvania Otters- A Success Story- (a version of this story appeared in PA Game News)
An International Trip to the Navajo Nation
Learning BIG LIFE in Thailand – (book)
Digging up Roots in Sicily
One People in Morocco
Spying on Otters to Protect Clean Streams
Holding the Power- book blog
Pennsylvania is one of the strictest in America when it comes to evaluating and judging homeschoolers. Students have specific subjects they must cover as well as logging specific hours or days. It made me even more cautious when making the decision to home school, as I was not completely … Continue Reading Holding the Power- book blog
Screwing Up as a Teacher- (book blog)
I already knew I had a real gift of not being able to see dirt when I was an adolescent. My father would stop me as I walked across the carpeted floor of our house at a speck of lint and say, “Cynthia, why don’t you pick up that … Continue Reading Screwing Up as a Teacher- (book blog)
