Chicago Blues
Hmmmm...I think that's what I love best about travel. It reminds you how to approach…
Sechelt by the Seashore
...fat rocks and stones that were flung up like tiny marbles in those big watery…
High Tide & High Winds
The winds blew all night…gusting to around 120 km/h. When the dawn finally let enough…
Feeling Used.
I hope this blog isn’t starting to feel cheap and used, but I’m thinking this…
To Write or Not to Write
I feel a bit more of a snap in my typing already. The keys are…