Related Posts
Shopping on Black Friday
A slender moon waxing to first quarter waits for the chasing sun to steel it’s glory as I scan the…
Squirrel Hunting
The man on his way out of the store did not hold the door for me. This was in spite…
Mysterious Southern Winter
Less than week ago, at 7:10 a.m. as the first light of the day was creeping onto the mountain, I…
Some Thoughts on Wilderness
I must have been about ten years old when I peered from the windows of my parent’s Ford station wagon…