Bridges have never been a thing for me, and that stems from having grown up in the flat delta region of the southernmost tip of Texas, the Rio Grande Valley. My first impressions were of small bridges over canals which technically are bridges but aren't impressive at all. From my earliest memories, there was a... Continue Reading →
Strike While It’s Hot
We Are All Made of Star-Stuff
Last week, a raccoon died on the east-bound side of Highway 21, on the right side of the road, midway into the shoulder, only a few miles before my exit. It was lying there having most likely come to a standstill after its fateful collision with a vehicle. Not far from the road is a... Continue Reading →
I make stuff pt. 1
A while back I thought I'd try my hand at wood carving. It looked like a fun, easy way to spend my time. With practice, I'm sure I could crank out some basic carvings in a few minutes. The first thing I made was a little wooden bookmark with an owl at the top. I... Continue Reading →
strike the muse 