A story of reflection. Everyone needs a sanctuary. But what if that sactuary were suddenly gone?

Oh how I love days spent exploring the countryside ; especially with my grandchildren.

Pleasant poem about wishing for a goodnight.

It’s a poem.

A brief scene from my memoir. This takes place in the woods near my college campus during my first ever LSD trip, and the true-events that unfolded.

I spent so much of my childhood in Mother Nature’s care.

Ah, the sights and scents of the forest glade!

This is a poem about feeling alone and waiting for someone to come along and rescue you from the feeling.

What lies beneath that came before us?

Winter.