The Old Tree and I
How many remember climbing a tree when they were little? Do you remember how much you loved that old tree? How that silent giant allowed...
Analog
Analog Isn't it funny how things come in and out of vogue? I remember when CDs came out and the radio stations were swooning about how...
Finding Home
"Just watch out the window Ginger. When you see red clay and pine trees we will be getting close to home," were the words my grandmother...
The Woman at the Cracker Barrel
She had gray piercing eyes and as she starred back at me I noticed a hint of a smile. Just a small smile and just enough to know she...
The Reset of Oak
For many, Spring is for cleaning. For me, Fall is for a reset. Fall brings sensory memories back to my mind. Whether it be the sounds of...
The Green, Green Grass of Home
They say the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence. But is poisoning and fertilizing a turf what really makes sense? The...
A Mighty Dragon in Miniature Form
A few months ago while filming a time-lapse near a pond in Perry, Georgia, I noticed movement in the still water in front of me. There,...
Magic at Cape Lookout
What an absolutely magical experience. Magical...that is the best word I know in our language to describe my night spent at Cape Lookout...
A Brain Like a Human
Did a dinosaur know, did a dinosaur care? Was he simply enjoying a meal in the warm summer air? Preoccupied with now, and living just for...
The Words we Cannot Hear
Are you a good listener? Chances are you are not. In fact most of us are horrible listeners. If someone was trying to tell you that you...
