Daring Moonbeams

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

Campin’

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’

Martian Baby

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

A flash of broken Mirrors

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

Thanks Gramps

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