I live alone out in the forest but am seldom lonely, for I have a keeper. My keeper is beautiful and scarred and is giving despite having been shamelessly exploited. She is widely revered and is tragically abused. As only a true keeper does, she knows that I need her more than she needs me.Continue reading “Fork in the Road”
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The Bagel Flag
The easy thing to believe in these turbulent times that we live in is that there is no common ground. It is us or them. It is my way or the highway. There will never be a tie that binds, and the ends of the rope shall never meet. The British Navy adopted the customContinue reading “The Bagel Flag”
The Unexpected Minimalist 