The older I get, the more I treasure pockets of stillness. The empty spaces I build into my life. Spaces where my mind drifts…
An awkward moving bird on dry land and clumsy when it moves from branch to branch in the trees, but, a masterful…
A few days ago, I published an article that unexpectedly hit home to many readers…
It starts with a single piercing trill, then grows into a cacophony of joy.
I recently found myself in the middle of overseeing the estate sale of a local photographer who…
August.
I walk the trail. My camera hangs heavy over my shoulder. Near the picnic area, a red-shouldered…
You can see the most amazing places, the most spectacular sunsets, and the most breathtaking photos from the…
This is just for fun; I am not really a poet. Although I have, over the years, had fun with a play on…