Precious
There is a calm amid the chaos of the ocean waves. The rising and falling of the water, the energy o...

Hear them chirp at the birds, flying from the neighboring roof to the nest in the eaves of the house. Always the hunters, watching the world with their instinctual focused stare, but if they chance to dodge through an open door, they always dart back inside, never wandering far from the food dish.
There is a calm amid the chaos of the ocean waves. The rising and falling of the water, the energy o...
There is nothing like this feeling. The wind in your face, the weight of your ride held high over yo...
It Begins With Us is part of a series that began with one of my wife’s daily walks in which sh...
Mother Tree was a one evening project that almost painted itself, and knew immediately when it was d...