In this town, no one speaks above a whisper — and the quiet watches.
Tag: quiet
Silver Morning
There’s something about the first frost that always makes me pause. The stillness, the breath in the air, the way the garden seems to hold its last bit of color. It feels like both a beginning and an end.
I’ll Remember This
The kind of moment you don’t plan, but keep forever.
The Last Good Hill
Something is coming—something no roar can stop.
I Speak Best in Ink
I’m not easy to know. But if you’re still reading, that’s a start.
Adventure Continued: Sun, Surf, and Stumbles
I’ve been in South Africa for 11 days now and so far it’s been the trip of a lifetime…
The CJBuzz 