It was early morning and my steps across Eighty Acres were marked by foot prints I left in the heavy dew. It was a quiet, calm morning,...

As the Eighty Acres sunset slips away and the first star appears in the sky, I give thanks for the day and smile..... knowing that just...

For over 100 days I walked by this foxtail mindless of her beauty and spirit. For just a brief moment this week, the early morning...

Early morning stillness. Coffee cup in hand. I watch the Earth Mother chase the dark away as her sunrise crested the treetops. She...