My Golden Goose Pond — Part Two
As a small pond grew and changed, so did I. PART TWO: Year of refuge.
As a small pond grew and changed, so did I. PART TWO: Year of refuge.
I was awakened by the sound of titanium hitting a wood surface and instantly remembered that membership has its ignorance.
Listen to the sky where the world offers itself to your imagination.
Was one of the stunt persons in the infamous leap scene in the movie, “Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid” a lesbian?
For decades, the appearance of the 17-year cicadas was my life metaphor. Then I saw the light.
Be afraid. Be very afraid because it’s in there, waiting to surface again.
A plethora of health challenges can leave anyone feeling a bit down in the mouth.
I recently learned two truths: One, experiencing heart attack symptoms is profoundly frightening; and two, mouth guards float.
I always thought I would have the opportunity to announce my retirement. Instead I had to face the reality of no longer being relevant.