Places become the canvas for memory. Of course art describes this. Labors to reveal to all that places and memories are not simply ephemeral things which can be treated as fantasy and fancy. Art is that blessed purgatory wherein all that has not or perhaps cannot be weighed and proved in one lifetime still becomes… Continue reading Entangling Memory and Place
I have always enjoyed water and beaches. It may be that my parents started me early. But I never really loved the feel of sand between my toes until I arrived in Florida. There is a softness to the sand that easily explains why people would be obsessed with life on the beach. The primary… Continue reading Beaches
I had hoped to post at least once in February but the month went by so quickly! The last few years have gone by so quickly but I know that time doesn't really speed up, what happens is that life swells with importance as the mind and body's experiences teach all the lessons that one… Continue reading Meandering
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