prayer wrapped in my father’s red bandana

prayer wrapped in my father’s red bandana

14 September 2015 — Day 6Solo backpacking the length of Vermont on the Long Trail So early the next morning I set off — first out of camp. My knee tied with Dad’s red bandanna. After thirty or forty minutes or so, Flagman caught up with me. “How’s...

being scared. but doing it anyway.

A few days ago I released to the world my latest creative project. I put it out there not knowing if anyone would be interested. That’s the scariest thing about being an artist: Putting your very soul into something you’ve made and not knowing whether it will be...