Songs in a Park

Today is a Sunday and that means a good portion of the day was spent in a local park with my son. I’m still a little sun-bleached and likely a little sandy, but it was a fantastic day. One neat little nugget was when my son wanted to play one of the games that he … More Songs in a Park

Rocking

It’s another one of those nights where I am trying to soothe my baby girl enough so that she can sleep. We get to the point where I am certain she is sleeping. Gentle as I can, I stand from our rocking chair and lay her gently in bed. Five, maybe ten, minutes later she … More Rocking

Flowers

Beauty is held in impermanence. Or so they say. The joy of cherry blossoms mingles with the knowledge that soon their petals will rain down, a subtle remainder of the death we all will face. Blooming once a year makes you ask if this year will be the last time. Will your next year, should … More Flowers

Grasshoppers

Something I started a while back and have yet to return to. Maybe someday. The wind tousled the long blades of grass that adorned the sloping hill. It was a sunny day, a perfect day to escape from the thick, overhanging trees that grew in the Black Forrest just beyond the clearing. It was one … More Grasshoppers

Lightning

He watched the flashes of light. He was so close he could smell them. The boom and roar had long since turned to silence. He was battered by the shatter and thrash around him. Dark clouds tumbled overhead. Threatening him to move lest he be struck down directly. But he watched and splayed his fingers. … More Lightning

A Good Big Brother

Sunday is a family day. We were able to start the day with a video chat to my parents, which when you are oceans away is incredibly important. Listening to my three-year-old talk with his grandparents always amazes me. Of course there is the abundance of love on both sides. But there is also his … More A Good Big Brother

The Lizard Pirates

Their skiffs floated swiftly in the dark water. They were silent, and with no moon the large ship ahead of them would have no knowledge of their coming. Four skiffs approached. From each a pair began to climb, their clawed hands finding fast purchase into the wooden hull. What little sound they made was covered … More The Lizard Pirates