By Jefferson Davis, on March 7th, 2010%
I lay in a deep slumber after a week of travelling and an arduous workload.
buzz….Ring….buzz…Ring….Ring
I awake to a fuzzy and out of focus bedroom with moonlight still filtering through the curtains. An eerie tune pierces my subconscious, as I glance over to find my mobile vibrating across the bedside table. I go to grab it . . . → Read More: Daring Moonbeams
By Jefferson Davis, on August 22nd, 2009%
On the 13th of this month, Dr. Don, his three boys, and myself went on a camping trip up to the mountains. I had promised them a camping trip several months back and the start of school was near. So, we headed up the winding roads with camping gear and food.
I made the campsite arrangements over . . . → Read More: Campin’
By Jefferson Davis, on June 29th, 2009%
I had a dismaying yet hilarious dream the other night. For whatever reason, I have some of the most vivid dreams that I can recall on cue than most folks. It’s as though I have lived countless lives in one lifetime. My mother is a reincarnation nut. She consumes books on the subject, thus she enjoys . . . → Read More: Martian Baby
By Jefferson Davis, on June 21st, 2009%
Wednesday afternoon I was in city centre doing a quick walkabout to stretch my legs. As I sauntered past the white collar littered promenade at lunchtime, a crowd of suits sped past me. One of them pushed me and my camera gear up against a brick building facade.
Normally, I would have brushed him off as an . . . → Read More: A flash of broken Mirrors
By Jefferson Davis, on May 14th, 2009%
As the sound of splintering white oak limbs reverberated across the large ravine, I thought of my grandfather. If it were not for him, I wouldn’t have known what to use to shelter myself from the horrendous rainstorm that blew out of nowhere deep in the wilderness trails of Caesar’s Head State Park. I would not . . . → Read More: Thanks Gramps