
My wife took a picture of me the other day, walking down the sidewalk holding a grandson’s hand. A “sweet” picture perhaps, except for my posture. Head bent, looking down, an old […]
My wife took a picture of me the other day, walking down the sidewalk holding a grandson’s hand. A “sweet” picture perhaps, except for my posture. Head bent, looking down, an old […]
Cool but sunny. Time for a walk. The trail is firm, not gushy like you might suspect after the recent rains. Time to clear the head, let the crisp breeze clean out […]