Me alone in the forest With only the rustling Of leaves and the songs Sung by birds Tiny seedlings popping Out of the ground—they love That there is no one else around I teeter over a log on a muddy stream This all must be a dream I drift out into A clearing of, Read More

I felt almost a sense of nostalgia stepping foot in Finland, the same place where my great grandparents set off to America from in the early 1900’s.

Many people have told me, “I really CAN’T travel right now.” For whatever reason, due to finances or obligations or something else, there are times in life when we may be stuck in one place, but we still feel the wanderlust deep inside. Hey, don’t be sad! FIND THE BEAUTY IN YOUR OWN BACKYARD., Read More