Retro Repast

Retro Repast

Two amigos here sharing more than a meal…an unpretentious place that hasn’t changed much at all since I discovered it in its infancy decades ago. Retro no doubt, nothing like a handwritten tab…when was the last time you have seen … Continue reading

The Feeling That Does Not Pass

Some lives stick to predictable paths. Those that dare to trek off the beaten path are most motivating and as a result most fascinating and curiously enough are not the most trodden fellas. No, their souls are alive, burning for … Continue reading

You Gleamin’

You Gleamin’

I tend to get a little giddy when I see new blooms unraveling into miraculous precision, kind of like newborns… you can’t help yourself from lighting up in their presence. Pure, vibrant beings with nothing but authentic sentience and just … Continue reading

Make a Wish

Make a Wish

The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort and convenience, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy. -Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. I don’t know about you, but I haven’t … Continue reading

One with the Breeze

One with the Breeze

I had a caption for this. It was crafty. I thought to myself, I ought to write it down. I didn’t. I forgot what the small voice whispered to me. But my vibrant artist has sketched a few of these. … Continue reading

On Becoming Polychromatic Again

On Becoming Polychromatic Again

The feral are closer, more curious without the darkness that kept them at the edge of nightfall.No longer is the need for a torch to keep you from stalking my thoughts.The world a little softer,vibrant of color that once filled … Continue reading

A Cheery Bunch

A Cheery Bunch

I ran into a cheery bunch…I don’t always have it in me to be chirpy, though it’s out of character for me to dig too deep for it, some days it’s neat to greet a cheering squad. These bright and … Continue reading

Among the not-so-lesser mortals,

Among the not-so-lesser mortals,

this sweet child of mine is vibrant, and all the more singular dancing along with these longstanding oaks like gods that surround us in our woods. It’s here we play, where we activate and expand, where the magic unfolds. We … Continue reading