Innocence and Flags 

With toes hung over the edge, I raise my arms above my head and close my eyes. I count one, two, three and then…I freeze. I release my arms into their resting place. I take a look around. Far out on my left are a couple of loons, peacefully fishing for lunch. To my right…

Setting Ourselves Free

This past weekend with a tin boat and a sense of adventure we traversed down a path to Malloy Lake. It was mid evening as the sun was going down and all that could be heard was the sloshing of feet and the singing of birds. There is something about June that beckons a voyage into…