Promising Budding Branches

Promising Budding Branches

On top of the world and making it a noble ambition; making it bigger every day after. Coming out of a wintery dormancy and feeling edgy. A whole lot of commotion happening in my head on the ascent, things start … Continue reading

Lofty Ventures in the Wounds of my Shadows

Lofty Ventures in the Wounds of my Shadows

When your heart is left with the remnants, still smoldering from a ravaged battlefield, a hill or two become more than a routine, they become a heraldic urgency of sorts. Just another dizzying, hazy early morning acclivous brisk treading, what … Continue reading

No Dilly-Dallying on Your Way to Grandmas

Guess she’s got this area covered alright. She must have been a Sikh guru from Punjab, or a Suri of Ethiopia or stick fighting among the Guanches of the Canary Islands in her past lives. I looked back and without … Continue reading