The Best Seat on the Beach

When the rains came down, I had a front row seat. While I watched, agog, from under a beach palapa,...

Heartfelt

Heartfelt

As I prepare to leave this wonderful place in the Blue Ridge Mountains that has been so good to me...

The Hushing of Noise at Wild Acres

Silence floods my skin and bathes my seventy trillion cells in music without sound. Silence knits my disparate pieces into...

Always in the Stars

After stargazing on the Owl’s Nest deck every night at Wild Acres Whatever you’re doing right now, you’re doing it...