The Leaf

Have you ever stopped to watch as a single leaf breaks free from the branch and drifts on the breeze? Each year, I watch as the leaves change to the brilliant colours of autumn, then flutter through the air when the breeze blows through the branches.  I love the...

Those Who Wander

I used to live on a farm where, here and there, small stands of poplars grew.  I would make my way through the grassy fields until I reached the shade of the trees and wander, taking in the sights and sounds of the small forest.  It is in these moments that...