Summer is being washed up and silly poems are here to stay.

A wondering of what summer will bring.

Short poem about summer.

All the fun of camping.

A reminder that the Holocaust and its victims should not be forgotten.

A short story.

It was a hot summer day two years ago. We went camping in the forest of North Vancouver by ourselves.

Can the Obama administration really be better than the Bush administration?

A dance I once attended at a large campsite with a live band and no modern comforts.

Story of girl in the Nazi death camps who comes to realize the true cruelty of humanity, and, also, how all humans are linked.