Similar Posts
Wings to Soar
As I kept my head down and pointed into the wind the rain/snow mix continued to fall from…
Adventure | Art | God | Photograph | Writing
Reality Is

Separate Journeys – Why Do We Bury Our Fears?
A short excerpt from my upcoming memoir ‘Cowboys Are Not Supposed To Cry‘ to be published by Christian…

Discarded Myths – What is truth?
What is truth? Can you answer that question for yourself, or if asked by others? I so often…
The Face?
During an evening walk with my daughter I was taking pictures of the sunset in a forest in…

