Reflections
The trail of my ink, as i observe the unsung breath
Winter in Sierra offers moments of solitude, snow, and adventure as I explore both familiar and new trails. Our snowshoeing group's first outing is to sce....
My wallet—a small, olive-green rectangular bifold—proudly displays an embossed acronym for my alma mater, Western Michigan University (WMU), alongside t....
While cleaning up trash along the beautiful wetlands of the bay, I stumbled on a piece of cloth stuck between the tides and buried in the marsh bre....
Growing up in a secluded mountain town, I always imagined the world as a snowy fairyland. Every winter, we cherished the joy of this white magic, its a....
As the sun’s rays become potent in the Northern hemisphere, these green and yellow towers expand and rise through the air with a genuine urgency to rea....