Been outta sorts

It’s quite titillating how my writing is directly linked to where I am, who I am with, and what I am doing. I find that more often than not if I’m alone and in the wild I write the most. If I’m around friends but still in the woods, I still write but not nearlyContinue reading “Been outta sorts”

Back in the canyon

So where was I? Standing on a ledge shivering sound right? Well there I was perched 80ft up on the side of a whispering waterfall. The mossy walls of silverĀ schist making them far more slick than they already looked under the pearl sheen of the water way. The ledge that I was on was underContinue reading “Back in the canyon”