Worry Stone
I take my thumb and press it. Nestle it. Push it into the heart of the stone. Into the smooth place where it naturally rests. The...
William Hazel Writes
Worry Stone
The Month You Can't See
The Little Things
Dog Days Belly High
The First Rain
Visiting Brown County, Indiana
March Sanity
A Dog and A Squirrel
In the Middle
Summer Intention
In These Last Hours of Winter
Raising New Fences
Resolution Run
Driving in Hampton Roads
Running To Zen - A Marathon Journey
Running With The Wicked
How Yoga Ended My Back Pain In Six Months
Strolling the Old Beach Farmers Marker - A No Mask Outing to Another Dimension
The Three Stages of Running - and Why Stage 3 is My Favorite
Beyond Mile 20 – Three Lessons of the Marathon