Becoming The Muse
If you don’t know by now, you should know I am in Zimbabwe, a teapot shaped country in Southern Africa. 474 more words
1 day, 8 hours ago
Passing By Photo
File this under not what I was expecting.
Yoda inside a gazebo in front of a stately brick house with a fabulous front porch fits that criteria. 28 more words
1 day, 23 hours ago
Living the Cure
It’s not uncommon that I am asked: “what’s it like to have someone else’s heart beating inside your chest”. As you can imagine this isn’t a “hi, how are you?” type of question where you reflexively answer “I’m great; you?”. 1,053 more words
2 days, 1 hour ago
While I’m not sure the exact day they will nail the doors shut (or send in a wrecking crew) it is certainly just days away. 56 more words
2 days, 4 hours ago
There are rows upon rows of the unknowns here.
Charleston, South Carolina was a main port of the southern states. For much of the Civil War it was blockaded. 58 more words
If you were having
coffee with me, I would be happy you stopped by, you could keep me company
while we wait for the electricity to come back, it seems that all we do these… 669 more words
2 days, 7 hours ago
A few photographs, taken at random on a sunny day.
Every direction you look has a skyline of old churches. Charleston is called the ‘holy city’. 76 more words