Magic

Magic

I can’t get this image off my mind. The stillness of the glade, opening to the ring of trees, the kids running ahead and finding the old tree stump, perfect for a perch. Then the light, this magic light, greeted me. Never seen before or after, it could only be...

We may never pass this way again.

“The Road goes ever on and on Down from the door where it began. Now far ahead the Road has gone, And I must follow, if I can, Pursuing it with eager feet, Until it joins some larger way Where many paths and errands meet. And whither then? I cannot say” ― J.R.R....