Cabin Fever

After a week of heavy snow and a power outage, I found myself with a case of cabin fever. To fight it, I'm re-reading Blue Highways--for the fourth time. In its context I understand again the wisdom of my community to continue its fight against allowing Bainbridge Island to give into America's drive toward building the longest strip mall in the world.

The world Heat Moon discovered in the seventies as he drove his old Ford Econoline around the back roads of America is probably gone by now. They exist now only in the pages of this wonderful account. I recommend it to you. I wish every American who can read would read it.