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Where Women Sing: Haunting Suffragette Nashville (2026)
Source: https://quirkytravelguy.com/seattle-portland-drive-road-trip-stops/ The listening begins on a long drive in November of 2020. Halfway through her final year of high school, my daughter, Morgan, and I travel to the west coast of the United States to visit colleges we won’t have time to travel to in spring. Because it’s during the COVID-19 lockdown, colleges are not officially open for tours, so we explore empty campuses, trying to imagine what they would feel like full
Alison Cook-Sather
21 hours ago13 min read


Stones in the West of Ireland (2025)
“The culture that refuses honour to stones refuses honour also to the great earth forces that have shaped and placed them.” – Val Plumwood, “Journey to the Heart of Stone,” 2007, p. 21 I had never visited the western coast of Ireland. Trips to Dublin for work with the Higher Education Authority had kept me on the eastern shore, and the wildest place I had visited was Howth to walk above the cliffs that slope into the Irish Sea. But in May 2025, I arrive several days before I
Alison Cook-Sather
22 hours ago8 min read


Rethinking Solitude—A Journey through the Sands of Southern New Mexico (2024)
At the invitation of a colleague at New Mexico State University, I travel to Las Cruces—via El Paso, where the closest airport is located—to give a talk and a workshop on co-creating courses with students. It is my Fall Break, and since this is a part of the United States in which I have never spent any time, I have planned to spend a few extra days visiting White Sands National Park, hiking trails in the Lincoln National Forest, and exploring the Organ Mountains and other na
Alison Cook-Sather
23 hours ago15 min read


Still Dancing: Passages among the Early Spring Trees of Highland Perthshire (2024)
I had not planned to travel to Scotland. I followed lines from a book as they led me there, like the stairs on the near slope in the photo above and the dirt path further in—two of many passages I would find through the early spring trees of Highland Perthshire. The passage that compelled me was a clear invitation to move from one place to another: “Now and then comes an hour when silence is all but absolute, and listening to it one slips out of time. Such a silence is not a
Alison Cook-Sather
1 day ago14 min read
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