My Whole World

There are many roads We will walk There are many loads We will carry Under the guise of…

What is truth? Can you answer that question for yourself, or if asked by others? I so often…

Revealing mysteries They abound all around Over stones we will tread Under our feet and over our heads…

I remember each yesterday, still fresh even 26 years later. Grief never leaves you just learn to live…

This picture was taken in the forests where I ride my mountain bike in the Pacific Northwest. So…

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