I’m still here
In a time where memories become intertwined with dreams, I see us two siblings bike riding in Mammoth Hot Springs,...
In a time where memories become intertwined with dreams, I see us two siblings bike riding in Mammoth Hot Springs,...
As we got closer to our destination, the electricity in the air was causing goosebumps to form and tiny hair...
Heeding to the multiplicity of Internet warnings about limited parking at the popular trail head after 9am, I rise shortly...
"I am anxious to reach your state ... because of the sacredness of her soil washed by the blood of...
A pile of leaves has met it's end among the muck and mud of Mother earth. I cradle them in...
I don't recall ever walking the wooden planks that guide one through Mammoth Springs, but I'm sure I have....maybe in...
It was already a chilly evening as I made my way up Griffith Park to The Greek. Although LA's temps...
The feeling couldn't be shaken, someone was watching. Hidden between the clouds hanging on the blue Midwestern sky and the...
The light from the morning sunrise was only beginning as I leave Jackson Hole to drive home. The whiskers on...
Long dirt roads, seemingly never ending in the heartland of America, are my traveling companion on a lazy weekend afternoon....
Deep into the wooded forests of Central Oregon is a trail that will put you in the midst of the...
My time in Rochester was short but certainly memorable. My last evening found me sitting on the still Genesse river...