Henri’s GardenI once saw a man tending a magnificent garden on the shore of Lake Geneva. Ever after, I have aspired to tend such a garden of my own.May 18, 2024251May 18, 2024251
These Are the People I Grow Old WithIt is said: “friends are the family you choose.”Feb 18, 202311Feb 18, 202311
Little Billy Hayhowperhaps Little Billy Hayhow lives on, as one of the collection of personas which combine to form ‘me’Sep 11, 2022Sep 11, 2022
Potting Soil and an Itchy EarHow can he be so utterly oblivious to the mysteries and miracles?Mar 16, 202211Mar 16, 202211
Abigail’s iPhoneNot that she could get away, but her trek into the ocean offered a brief escape.Mar 8, 20221Mar 8, 20221
Fishing with DadI watched a beautiful story of life and love play out in front of me.Mar 21, 20211Mar 21, 20211
Grandpa’s HatWalking the beach helps to clear your head, as if the waves roll into your psyche and drag away debris as they wash back out.Feb 23, 20211Feb 23, 20211
The Fog Is LiftingFog obscures the tropical sun, leaving silhouettes down the beach, much as we are all silhouetted, blocked from the glow of full life.Feb 10, 2021Feb 10, 2021
Patriarch (wisdom at age 59)As the oldest member of my branch of the family, the burden is now on me to pass along knowledge, advice, and family legacy.Jan 29, 20212Jan 29, 20212
Make Money! Get Prizes! Sell Seeds.My failed attempt at 11-year-old entrepreneurship.Jan 15, 20211Jan 15, 20211