Over time our memories can morph and fade until the reality may not match our recollections. I know…
Dreams of dirt, and muddy yesterday’s. Mt. bike rides, and colorful memories. ~Mark Schutter ©2015 Where do you…
It’s day five of 2020 and to me it already it feels like … well take your pick….
Building castles in the air, but I don’t know how to fly. What obstacles are you facing in…
Day 2 of the 451 Press Poets – January Writing Challenge “New Beginningsâ€! Today’s prompt is ‘No Way…
I have sent out my most recent newsletter just today and it can be viewed here. It is…
