Tag: Change

I vividly remember my first bicycle.  It was a red Schwinn with a banana seat and gooseneck handlebars.  Schwinn was ...

Shifting one’s viewpoint is usually difficult.  Even as I write, I find myself standing in front of a wood lathe.  ...

There are days that remind me of the groove I am in.  Repeating patterns dominate.  They include a morning latte, ...

Life is willing to guide us in our path. Are we listening?