On the first decent spring day of 2021, Miracle and I donned our masks and drove out to Yellow Springs, the nearby hippie village at the north end of the county where we live—Greene County. Now, Greene County is a bit of misnomer—by and large the county is deep red with nearly every elected seat filled by someone identifying as conservative. Except Yellow Springs. Everything about Yellow Springs is liberally charming—from muraled breakfast places and its art house movie theatre, to the banners at the entrance of town that say, “Love is love,” or, “Black lives matter.” They moved here decades ago, in a cross country venture that began with… well, a yellow VW Bus they called “the cool bus.” Also, they made their own teepees.
On the Road with Adie 