Of Unknown Paths

It was there. It was waiting. All of my being was yelling at me to get outside. Blue skies, changing leaves, and a soft warmth from the rays that would come through the trees. Who knows when the sun will come out again? No. It’s time to drop your plans and walk toward the woods. … [Read More]

Simple Stories, Shared Stories.

It’s sunsets through shimmering leaves and sitting around the back yard table. The grill is warming up, and you laugh as your hosts are surprised to see a punctual American. It’s quiet and you have spoken a lot of English today, so you are wondering if your brain is going to be able to switch … [Read More]