These days. How they slip beneath my feet. Some feeling sturdy like walking on ancient rocks. Others, suddenly, without warning, like the...

These days. I am thinking of things we keep locked away. I have always loved keys. The concept of a key that unlocks secret doors and...

These days. I listen to Gregg Allman sing these words. “I’ve been out walking, don’t do that much talkin’ - these days.” And so it goes....