Unicorns Are Real

Unicorns Are Real

I realized my last blog post was nearly six months ago, and it was a bit of a cliffhanger for those of you who aren’t on social media to see how things have transpired. As you might recall, my van died in January while Paco and I drove to Scottsdale, Arizona to meet a...
An Unexpected Pivot

An Unexpected Pivot

I have reached the point of my journey where it’s time to let go of my beloved van and let her cross the rainbow bridge. I knew this day would come. I knew it when the van first entered my life with an odometer reading just shy of 200,000 miles. Despite being...
Painting Family History

Painting Family History

If I had to think of one image to define my Bussett heritage, it would be a big red barn. Not just any red barn, but the red barn that stands as a cornerstone of childhood memories for me and every Bussett relative I’ve known. A steadfast backdrop for family...