Melting snows renew themselves
On mountain tops so high ..

I never mind the lost hours,
Nor the changing of life’s seasons;
Only ——

Melting snows renew themselves
On mountain tops so high,
That they gather fast and solid
Beneath an angry sky….

Climbing Pikes Peak during a storm.

Last weekend half marathons were run around our harbour and in my son’s home town in Japan, where he actually took part and finished in a personal record time.

My legs feel funny.

Just had that tingle in my hands and had to write… was feeling creative =)

The journey of attaining life goals is a marathon, not a sprint.

Bar-B-Q weekend in summer can be an emotional one when father and daughter meet for the first time after eighteen years. Each one was afraid of rejection for being what they really are.

How will you feel?

If after a long marathon

Of pain in life

You get a cool shower of

Happiness.