A life well lived is a beautiful thing. And the ability to share that experience with others via words and film is an equally beautiful art.
Some of my fondest childhood memories involve going on a hunt.
My idea of hunting did not involve weapons or animals. Rather, it was a quest for some hidden object.
It’s possible to be present physically with a person but not truly present.
I had pondered this thought often, but only recently came face to face with its reality. Continue reading “Sentiments from summer”