A Seashore Story

Her feet had set tiny patterns into the wet sand, which were soon washed away by the inevitable rhythm of the waves. She made her way to the sand castle she had built a day earlier only to find it in ruins. It didn’t matter to her. With her plump little hands and plenty of…

Buried Treasure

The men who dug into the earth had heard about the legend of the buried treasure. For ages, treasure seekers had been misguided, returning home with hollow expressions. A few who found the place were unable to dig through the mysterious layers of ice and earth that enveloped the chest of treasure. But these group…

Unfinished Business

Unfinished Business

  It’s been a while since my last post. Things got pretty busy, and I didn’t have much time for the finer moments of life. Recently, I heard a tale about a lady who went seeking for some good old eastern wisdom. The energy of her twenties took her on adventurous trips in many eastern…

The Human Touch

The old woman smiles gently as her rough hands attempt to wrap fine wool around a large spindle. She struggles to cover her head often as a bitter wind sweeps her frayed shawl off, yet she looks peaceful as she continues to weave intricate patterns on a colorful fabric outside her hut. Not too many…