I have learned to walk in the dark house so well See colors where there is only a void Find beauty in the gloom. Bend at the corners, Stride with confidence in the long corridors Avoid the depths of the abysm on the edge Muffled in the comfort of silence Invisible to those…
The last few days, the heat has forced us to grab a few blankets and sleep on the ground floor of our house. On our makeshift beds on the bare floor tiles, with a fan running all night long, we managed to sleep despite the record breaking temperatures in the LA area. Sweltering in the…
Going downhill, my ears scan the trail for the peculiar sound of the rattlesnake, but enjoy the calls of the many birds that make a home in the Portuguese Bend Reserve. I feel my stride firm on the tough terrain. My muscles respond back now that regular exercise already makes a difference in my…