Snow Haze Shoreline
The offing was barred by a black bank of clouds, and the tranquil waterway leading to the uttermost ends of the earth flowed somber under an overcast sky–seemed to lead into the heart… Continue reading
The offing was barred by a black bank of clouds, and the tranquil waterway leading to the uttermost ends of the earth flowed somber under an overcast sky–seemed to lead into the heart… Continue reading
The river delights to lift us free, if only we dare to let go. Our true work is this voyage, this adventure. – Richard Bach
My guitar is my torch, my soul carries the flame. Make no mistake, I’m a true blues man. – Big Bill Morganfield
A bit of advice Given to a young Native American At the time of his initiation: “As you go the way of life, You will see a great chasm. Jump. It is not… Continue reading
Winter, a lingering season, is a time to gather golden moments, embark upon a sentimental journey, and enjoy every idle hour. – John Boswell