Spicy Santa Fe
Newsletter Changes
1. The newsletter is moving to Sunday mornings
Going forward, Iāll send this newsletter out on Sunday mornings rather than ad-hoc when I finish a story.
This works well for me because it gives me Saturday to write the email incase Iāve had a busy week at work. I tend to work better with a schedule.
Sunday morning also makes sense as a time to sit down and read a chapter of fiction or a travel story, so I hope it will also work well for all of you!
2. The newsletter has a name!
After much procrastination and deliberation, Iāve finally landed on a name for my newsletterāThe Storied Scrolls. My vision is that each issue will be like a scroll being delivered to you from me.
3. New content
Iāll be including a few recurring sections in the email each week. Keep reading to see examples and let me know if thereās anything in particular youād like to read/see!
Hereās my first stab at the revamped newsletter and what it will look like going forwardā¦
The Storied Scrolls š #1
A burly man with red hair knocks on your door. You answer. His eyes are droopy and the stench of soured beer emanating from his knotted beard offends your nostrils.
āOne silver,ā he says, holding up a scroll with a green seal.
You fumble for your purse. Thereās copper and gold, but no silver coins. You glance up and notice several scars slashed across his cheeks, the missing top half of his right ear, and the bend in his nose. He doesnāt look like the sort of man that negotiates.
You won some money last night at the joust betting on Sir William, so your err on the side of caution and toss him a gold coin.
The man snatches the coin from the air, drops the scroll on the ground, then turns around and belches as he walks away.
Keep scrolling to break the seal on the scroll and read about what Iāve been up toā¦
What Iāve published
Iāve just published Chapter 3 of Nomad Life titled, āSpicy Santa Fe.ā This story covers the time we spent in Santa Fe hiking slot canyons, eating blue corn enchiladas, and working on a satellite internet connection.
Who Iām missing
Weāre 110 days into living nomadically. Iāve been experiencing my first bouts of homesickness this past week, so Iāve been missing all of my family, friends, and familiar places.
But today is the first Fatherās Day Iāve ever not spent with my Dad, so Iām missing him a lot. Since we normally golf on Fatherās Day, hereās a picture from our recent trip to Pebble Beach.
Love you, Dad!
What Iām watching
Clarksonās Farm on Amazon Prime. I know Jeremy Clarkson rubs a lot of people the wrong way, but I think heās grown a lot as a person through the adventure of running his farm. There are still the funny, blundering idiot moments, but dare I say, heās evolved into more of an empathetic, multi-leveled human.
I also think itās funny that his girlfriend, Lisa, reminds me of a female version of James May.
What Iām eating
Watermelon & Grilled Halloumi Salad
Our kitchen in Jacksonville has no windows that open and a smoke detector that goes off whenever you open the oven. Given my proclivity to char (and sometimes burn) things, Iāve been sticking to foods that require minimal cooking.
I designed this recipe after I smelled a super ripe watermelon at the grocery store and thought itād be fun to build a salad around it. Iāve never had watermelon in a salad before, but it tasted good!
What Skutullās been up to
Skutull went to the groomer! They must have had fun with him because he came back with a cute little bow on his head.
Quote Iām pondering
āAll truth passes through three stages: First, it is ridiculed. Second, it is violently opposed. Third, it is accepted as self-evident.ā
Happy Fatherās Day to all the dads out there!
Enjoy the journey,
