As I’m looking to get back into writing things here for the blog, my brain is working through stuff related to my mother’s death – and that’s going to bleed through to things I post here. So – if that’s not something you want to explore right now, you won’t hurt my feelings by skipping

A series of things came together to make my brain go, “Huh.” This is the way. The way of my brain… First thing. I was watching a rerun of Young Sheldon with my mom. The episode was about how Sheldon’s mother and father were dealing with the fallout of Sheldon’s mentor being hospitalized for a

This past weekend, I flew to Columbus, Ohio to attend the World Fantasy Convention.  I knew from past conventions that I’ve attended, that you usually get a bag of goodies.  It never occurred to me that this convention would give me a bag full of books. Holy cow. Don’t get me wrong, I was thrilled

Here is the photo: Here was the conversation (mostly paraphrased from memory): “There’s a stream!” “Stream or creek?” “Creek?” “Crick?” “Babbling brook.” “Brook.” “Tributary.” This was taken in Rocky Mountain National Park, July 2014.

I thought I’d start us out with a nice shot pretty close to the entrance to Rocky Mountain National Park. I was -thrilled- to see so much green up there compared to a couple years back when the beetle damage was so rampant and you could see these brown veins pulsing through the trees. The