Leave it to a Gen-Z kid to learn a profound truth while composing an Instagram caption. I took three photos in my short walk. The leaves were tossing along the side of the road that leads to my back door, so I stepped out to taste the wind, as it were. Barefoot, I putszed about … Continue reading Homeland

The Smoke Rises

Every so often, at the intersection of US Route 19 and US Route 60, where I live, they start cutting trees down again. There doesn't seem to be any rhyme or reason to it; it's just another time for a column of smoke to start up; I know they have to do it between June … Continue reading The Smoke Rises