The Miracle Called Spring

While fall has long been my favorite time of year, spring comes in a close second. I do my best novel plotting whilst walking in the woods and April-May-June provide an ever-changing palette of flowers for inspiration. Mountain laurel, lady’s slippers, wild...

Found Money & Selfish Acts

While hiking with Thistle on Saturday I walked up on, of all things, a ten-dollar bill. There it was, folded in half and soggy in the middle of the trail. I picked it up, scraped dirt off and tucked it in my pocket. And then I got to thinking about how my reaction to...