It Begins With Us
It Begins With Us is part of a series that began with one of my wife’s daily walks in which sh...

Do you believe in fairies?
Neither do I. But if I did, their earthly forms would be hummingbirds.
We have a hummingbird feeder on our back patio, under which I learned that cheeping sound is not an insect, it's the chirp of a hummingbird. Where I found that my hair must look like a flower or something, because they are always trying to land in it whether I'm wrenching on the weedeater, firing up the barbecue, or patching the dings in my surfboard.
Where I learned that the greatest pleasures in life come from the appreciation of the smallest things.
It Begins With Us is part of a series that began with one of my wife’s daily walks in which sh...
I still have to work a job these days to keep a roof over my head, lights on, obtain food for the ba...
Some cats like their backs scratched. Some like to flop in your lap whenever they damn well feel lik...
Generation after generation, we all relive the first bike we owned through our children, watching th...