The journey ended too soon on that spring day on the Ocracoke Ferry.
My review of JD Vance’s “Hillbilly Elegy”
Sunshine, rain, and everything in between. Spring is on its way.
The thought of the day: you can’t get lost if you don’t know where you’re going. I may not know … More
I just came in from a pre-twilight hammock rest and meditation, carrying my light blanket and pillow. One of our … More
First written August, 1991; an observation from Lake Tatlatui, BC – In British Columbia’s Tatlatui Provincial Park, where you’re much … More
A writing exercise I gave myself in 1981, brief descriptions, one or two sentences in length, showing one general characteristic. … More
Only twelve years old, Johnnie had freckles and an outgoing, fun-loving manner. He was enjoying a summer family trip on … More
About cellphone-destroyed childhood and losing our species-soul through super fast living and “tech changes,” disregarding nature as the most important … More
Having written all my life as a ponderer, philosopher, and surgeon-caregiver, there’s simply too much good stuff for one topic … More