When He Stopped, He Was Sand
A coyote teaches me how to disappear and how to tune in to NOW.
A place to walk with trees
A coyote teaches me how to disappear and how to tune in to NOW.
I gathered my tackle and loaded up the truck. I had no driver's license nor a fishing license, so I was ready for a proper Texas day.
My Texas Cherokee grandma and I have one last "Big Time" and she gets a job offer from blues legend, Gatemouth Brown.
A brush with my fey inner-Celt while looking over a four leaf clover.
Tribute to a Louisiana teacher who set this boy back on the right road.
A bayou boy meets Lata Mangeshkar up on North Vancouver's Lynn Creek.
A true ghost story from 1970’s Nanaimo where something is not quite right with an old house on Harewood Rd.
A fond look back at my ongoing relationship with Suzi and why we both “belong outdoors.”
A look at the yin and yang of security over a span four decades in the True North Brave and Free.
A missed fishing trip morphs into an impromptu hunting expedition in the midst of an electrical crisis.
Navigating sexual orientation and the integrity of friendship before the rainbow.
How I came to play guitar and make a music cd of my songs. With a link to an MP3 of samples.
The Tomahawk was the last place I had a meal with my father and that occasion was the last time I ever heard him laugh or saw him smile.
Rabbit hunting in Louisiana and with my Texas Cherokee granny on the Gulf of Mexico.