I Wish More Days Were Made of A Wet Rough and Tumble Spirit!

The air is crisp and biting as it grasps at the light fog that travels through the tall stands of majestic trees. They proudly keep watch as their ancestors have done for hundreds of years; guarding the path of the water below. The quiet is broken only by the low roar of the falls and...

The Singular Journey That We All Take Together or Unique is Relative

 Contemplating life can be a full time job if I let it consume me; and sometime I do. There are so many people ready to share with me about what I am supposed be doing with my life and how I should be living my life, and what I am missing when I do it wrong,...

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