What a great story about how a traumatic interaction with a tree brought upon a simple truth about life.

This kind of nomadic lifestyle is certainly not for the faint of heart, and I have a lot of respect for people who choose it. Certainly more adventurous than the 9-5 desk jobs.

Love the last picture too, really pretty.

Ha. I lived in Northern Illinois for a few years during my college days, and yeah, outside of Chicago looks so dull, flat, and boring. Chicago is quite scenic and lively though. To me at least.

How is your dendrophobia now? Did it start immediately after that tree-toppling incident?