Journey

The scooter had been ridden, hard.  It was well used with the scars to show for it.  The paint had an interesting...

I watched the two heads looking out and into the distance.  They turned to the left and the right, taking it...

I grew up believing red and green meant stop, go, or Christmas. When together, the two words had no other...

The conversation ran gently into the night.  Laughter, stories, and insights were shared without reservation.  As I start a new morning, I...

The monitor delivered a relaxed message of promise.  The sign at the counter and absence of anyone in sight said closed;...

The camera in the old Japanese print took me back to my early days of experiencing life through a lens...

I love the new sound boards.  They are more virtual and visual than ever before.  Gone are the hundreds of switches and...

I looked up from lunch with a good friend and saw the sign.  In contrast to the nice seating, service with...

I do not know how long it has been since I had Kway Chap, but it has been long enough...

The grocery store was a trip down memory lane, especially when I passed one refrigerated section.  A soda from my youth...