The Road… To Where?
‘Having no direction is better than having someone else’s.’ –Xenon Reade The road is everywhere. It long ago became one …
‘Having no direction is better than having someone else’s.’ –Xenon Reade The road is everywhere. It long ago became one …
At Silvertip there’s another order of quiet stillness. The odd cawing of a raven, the angry chirruping of a red …
Spent the afternoon at the Canmore Folk Festival. Cloud clusters skimmed the peaks of the majestic Rockies and danced across …
Byron, from England, entertains the crowd. Poor Soul hasn’t found the Cafe yet You’ll have to bear with me on …
I fell into conversation yesterday with an elderly man who lives in an old age home across the street. He …
Take a deep breath. Feel the life giving oxygen fill your lungs. Hold it in and follow it as it …
There, in my last post, ‘Life: The Great Passing Through’, I went and did it. I outed the G-word, at …
The back room at the Cafe is where I get my best work done. Now that I have a family …