A Time For Everything Under The Sun

Photo by Markus Spiske on Unsplash “Home is where our story begins…” — author unknown Faded dreams –Remnants of a life once lived Whenever I pass an old broken dilapidated home, I become pensive. I wonder about the people who once lived there. I wonder about their hopes, their dreams, their aspirations. I think about how excited they must

A Trip to an Outdoor Reserve

Fun day outdoors at a nature park.

The Nature Trade-off

I went on my morning walk today. I often go alone. I talk to God on these solitary times, since I can no longer do that in the car on my way to work. By nature I am a solitary creature. I love the companionship of my mind. I have always been very comfortable with