In The Meadow In the meadow no one can hurt you.No one can spread lies about you.No one can attack you.No one can make you
Surf to live. Live to surf.
Old man who can’t surf anymore has bleak, almost hopeless message about depression. (the keyword is ‘almost’) I’ve been battling severe depression all my life.
As I remembered it, in anticipation… Soon the sun will rise above those trees at the top of the hollow, sending bright life giving light
Life On The Edge
There is a place called Three Fathom Harbour I’d seen on the maps and driven past a road to it on the way to Lawrencetown. We
While walking with George, my too excited puppy, this morning as we crossed the creek, the big blue heron who often visits early to fish
The other day while walking my property here, my little country home I call Happy Hollow, even though I’ve been very happy here for a
Day 2: Mourning in Beersville
Yesterday I woke up without a dog beside the bed. I walked downstairs without the sound of a dog following me down. I started the