I Cooked, I Learned, I thought.

Too frequent these feet fight restless Flight to fight and a seat to take Especially in the waning days of Spring When weather is bettere...

Walking, not wandering, deliberate circles From here to Pi A pie for one A Friday night with purpose So don't call my evenings ...

Too fast these few weeks past But too slow the steps towards their end A sunday morning: time to grasp All that was within So here, a s...

"Vacation" vanished Wallet laid waste Friday, leaving me famished My feet weary and worn. A new bicycle to build, a frame and...

Green is Spring Sung of, sought for Missing, this spring, Winter giving war. Well Thursday marks Spring's march and in the spirit o...

No, not a stroll in the city Nor a flight from home to an Italian stay Though What would be better on a grey March day And far better th...

Traveled and Tired Feet flattened by the path pushing back A variety of trials , tests, and ill-timed chores Take toll Terrible win...