A Magical Place

On that same trip to Dublin Ireland last year, I came across (what I considered) a magical place, a special place. It was a place that literally called to me.  I was drawn to it like a moth to a flame, knowing there was “something” there for me. It was the same feeling for me … More A Magical Place

Weep

While riding my bike on a local bike trail I saw this downed tree. The sweet smell of an evergreen filled the air as I rode by the trunk laying beside the trail. There is something about the distinct smell of an evergreen that causes me to take notice, and breathe the essence of that … More Weep