First Bike
Generation after generation, we all relive the first bike we owned through our children, watching th...

Do you believe in fairies?
Neither do I. But if I did, their earthly forms would be hummingbirds.
We have a hummingbird feeder on our back patio, under which I learned that cheeping sound is not an insect, it's the chirp of a hummingbird. Where I found that my hair must look like a flower or something, because they are always trying to land in it whether I'm wrenching on the weedeater, firing up the barbecue, or patching the dings in my surfboard.
Where I learned that the greatest pleasures in life come from the appreciation of the smallest things.
Generation after generation, we all relive the first bike we owned through our children, watching th...
Mother Tree was a one evening project that almost painted itself, and knew immediately when it was d...
Another glorious view from my back door of the setting sun spiked with palm trees against the bright...
I still have to work a job these days to keep a roof over my head, lights on, obtain food for the ba...