Leaves aren't the only things that fall in the Fall.  Take cover.

Do you really have the answer to what happens to us when the leaves turn color?

The views from the earlier years are decidedly different from those later on in life.  I wonder why that is?

There are new storms brewing, but not the kind that churn up from the Atlantic or Pacific Oceans.  These are more immediate, but still preventable if thruth matters to us.

We are not rocks.  We are not islands.  And we rather desperately rely upon one another, is ways we barely can imagine.

A writer can write about anything with enough imagination.  In this case, I can even write about writing.

Recalling the memories of the past can be a good and even healthy thing, but never at the expense of what lies ahead.

There's more going on when seven buddies get together marking fifty-some years of friendship, something magnificent.

When things start to fall apart around you, check to see whether there could be a Bad Moon Rising!

One of our daughters was married very recently, and the intensity of the event lingers.