Can a man remake his life? In the woods, no less? I am trying. www.kidsinthewoodsinitiative.org
5,422 words in 12 moments in 2 cities since October 1st, 2013
Toronto — Beginnings… You are looking at the bridge of my childhood. It was the physical link to the woods you can see, just a short walk from the home where I grew up. A small wooded lot really, just a drop...
Toronto — The sun struggled in this moment. The wind did not. The green leaves along this path are slowly giving way, and the woods here are only days away from the full-on fiery hues of autumn. Right in this m...
Toronto — I thought I was alone. But, I always do on mornings like this. When you don’t see another human soul, and the biophony envelopes without distraction, it’s an easy thought to entertain. The kids will ...
"I hate nature!" Well...this should be fun.
The short-short story. Fiction in 78 words – exactly. No more. No less. Begin.
Holden & Huck...of boys and books
Let us now praise winter
For 572 Saturdays, a witness to the fullness of life.
There are people waiting behind this living wall.
Excuse me...but are these your rocks?
"Don't go in there...it's dangerous." So glad I didn't listen.
An old man, a BOSU ball, and how to hide wisdom, all in the woods.
The sun has risen, and begins to break through in these woods. These tall firs lace the morning air with a fresh sweetness. Gratitude is here.
Along this road, I can hear the "what if's".
This is Rouge Park. I love Rouge Park, and Rouge Park has loved me back.