Moonlight Walk thru the Cemetery

I thought of my buddy Joe, the adventurer, the (children’s book) writer, the poet, the hiker, the white water river … Continue reading Moonlight Walk thru the Cemetery

Big Sticks

“Speak softly and carry a big stick; you will go far.” said by Teddy; lived by Taylor. Please follow me … Continue reading Big Sticks

“I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and … Continue reading Into the Woods

“Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I … Continue reading The Road Not Taken

Fernwood is a magical place. Taylor is at home here now. We’ve hiked many places together – Alta Trail (our … Continue reading Life in a Cemetery (1)

How often does one get to think about both Bob Marley and Walt Whitman at the same time? It can … Continue reading A Rocky Road with Leaves of Grass

Each morning, Taylor and I wander the Marin Headlands and the surrounding terrain, in our daily search for Zen – … Continue reading Each Morning’s Journey

The Marin Headlands are blessed with what seems like an infinite variety of trails, all beautiful in their own way, … Continue reading A Walk in the Woods… to a Cemetery