The breath I hold
I let it go
Softly exhaling
The Final Piece of the Puzzle
In a week, I’ll be turning 64. There was a time that milestone sounded like it would be a marker of old age. After all, Paul McCartney…
And the walking man walks, he don’t say nothing at all
Me and my pal Wally had a fine walk on a windy day yesterday. Wally knows these woods well. He grew up around here, and has…
My pal W. wants to take a walk on the wild side. No, it’s not like it sounds. He wants to take a walk through his…
It had been a struggle for me, finding something to replace competitive softball for keeping me in “playing” shape.