Road Notes: Savannah

Savannah was many things. Much more than the Spanish moss I went there to see. It was a waterfront, with a wide open park. People sat upon the benches, twisting palms in their hands, calling out to us. The muddy river wound lazily by, only interrupted by the ferry.  A Child circled a monument ofContinue reading “Road Notes: Savannah”

Tiny Reflections

Near the end of April, I made a decision to leave my job. At the time the concept was new, and somewhat terrifying. We are so used to structure and routine. A break from this can throw us off balance. Yet a decision that was somewhat terrifying has turned into one of the best thatContinue reading “Tiny Reflections”