The Last of the Ice

The Last of the Ice The other day the lake was glass and all was still. The world was rejoicing in the sun’s warm rays and that winter was almost gone. I pulled out my canoe and went for a quiet, serene paddle. No one else was around and it was quiet. In a nearby … Continue reading The Last of the Ice

Clouds at Dusk

Clouds at Dusk “It seemed to be a necessary ritual that he should prepare himself for sleep by meditating under the solemnity of the night sky… a mysterious transaction between the infinity of the soul and the infinity of the universe.” -Victor Hugo Continue reading Clouds at Dusk