Grandpa
He takes me by the hand again, we gone fishing by the shore.
Tag: nature
Wild Children
bloom and show their gift
I and Thou and the Ram
he had prayed, without words, without thought, with simple life-sustaining breaths and become one with the wilderness
#SHRM17 Pre-Read
In honor of these memories I do not have, this imagined salute to ~…~ with a wink and a squeeze directed to our curious times.”
Flyspeck
the discerning eyes of the beholder
Stuck in Traffic
sequoia amble toward the beach
So How Was Your Week?
all the best in all things and especially your dreams
