

Its high noon. Sun blazing. You awake in a field and birds are pecking your skin… an erratic…
my eyes burn from the brilliant intensity of the midday sun sitting in silence listening for answers that…
Drawing on the imPOSSIBLE imPOSSIBLE – hope still clings imPOSSIBLE – love still sings imPOSSIBLE – kindness has…
Now I am off to ride! A happy weekend to all my friends!