As I stood on the top of the ledge, I glanced upward and saw three large birds gliding above my head. They were riding the wave of thermals created by the warm sun reflecting off the quartz filled rock. I wondered what it was like to fly so high.
Posted by Michael Hathaway, 08/23/2016 03:00 AM
Telltale signs are beginning to appear that indicate that the fall season will soon be upon us. The leaves littering the trail are one example. Another sign is the stirring inside me that seems to come from the autumns of a time gone by.
Posted by Michael Hathaway, 08/21/2016 03:00 AM