Sometimes you pursue one thing and just as you put it into action, a parallel path you’ve had your eye on all along suddenly converges with your own. Abstract, I know, but it’s the [...]
Taking the first tree didn’t quite feel like cutting an artery, like I thought it might. It was a hemlock, after all, and a hemlock in the Blue Ridge sadly also means a woolly adelgid [...]
The other part of coming home is training full time in Okinawan Shuri Ryu Karate and Shintoyoshinkai Jiu Jitsu. I haven’t written about my passion for martial arts in quite some time, so [...]
To put a stake in the ground. It’s a simple act, yet imbued with so much meaning. Today, after several years of casual discussions, Dad and I walked down to the southeast edge of my [...]
Hot off the press: The third printing of my nonfiction chapbook Lost Crossings: A Contemplative Look at Western North Carolina’s Historic Swinging Footbridges Lost Crossings was [...]