Today I give thanks to this happy couple. My parents - circa 1969 at Banff or Glacier NP. They represent what the United States of America is all about. A country of compassion. A country of opportunity. A country where an economic refugee from Germany and a political refugee from Cuba, could meet, fall in... Continue Reading →
Day 29 – Full Moon
What is beauty? It is a completely subjective thing. It depends on your experiences. It depends on where you have traveled. It depends on your beliefs. I try to find beauty wherever I go, in the smile of a barista or the full moon rising above the ocean. I am thrilled when my mind is... Continue Reading →