A smatter of the wanderings, wonderings, outlooks, and insights of an everyday adventurer
Ya’ll, something possessed me to try making lemon curd.
My shadow is that darker form of me
Revealed when light, by contrast, helps me see.
We haven’t much time to love one another…
What can this single declaration tell us about the nature of the universe? What can it tell us about the power of love?
I crest a hill and there behold,
Above the frost and vapors cold,
The dawn-lit mountains rising bold,
Like heaps of crystal gleamed in morning’s fire