I’m 45 in body but in my mind I am 23. It’s not a cute metaphor for how young I feel. It’s an age where time stopped advancing. My roots are grey, wrinkles continue to make their presence known on my face, but for some reason I’ve always been 23. I can still see … Continue reading What’s Your Number?
Working with an illustrator is an insightful dance. The writing shows her where to fill out the art, and the art shows me where to fill out the writing. Anna and the Earth Angel illustration
Banff bound Freedom found Headlights off Luna-lit snow Young in years Low on fears The world at my feet At the foot of the mountain Luminous drive Completely alive Alone on the road At home in the world of moon and mountain and luna-lit snow