It seems that I have finally lost even those places that I could retreat to in my imagination. The COVID19 crisis and the mass shooting in Nova Scotia have stripped away those places that have anchored my psyche for most of my adult life. Now there is no place to run. Read more here.
Truly in the end it does not matter how life’s little battles play out. Some will be won and more than a few lost. We should all be sustained by something greater than winning. Read more
My wonderful wife and I have an interesting life to say the least. This is the story of how it all began.
Four decades ago, a few cows seemed like a good idea.
Those that know me realize that I have lived in a lot of different places. My wife and I have always managed to find something good about each place. However, I truly do love living in the South.
The Blizzard of 2016 might have its birthplace near us, but we are innocent bystanders. Many of us moved here to escape snow.
The air temperature made it to 67F today. Can we actually call that winter? We might as well since we know that winter cannot be far away.
Foggy and 65F brings back memories of life in Nova Scotia http://ow.ly/EVuhH
Memories are funny things. Some get stronger with age like these big pines and some seem to fade away http://ow.ly/EIkqy
Along with enjoying our own weather, we get to watch storms develop. #crystalcoast http://ow.ly/DJ8m6