Going With the Flow
Years ago, when I surfed, I was seduced by an empty ocean and paddled out to surf on water that was rowdy, powerful, and dangerous. After fighting to get out of the crash zone,
mountains
Going Slow
The other morning I was out for a walk with the dogs, it was just barely not dark. Two or three coyotes were barking and howling very close by, maybe right above us. Mack and I instantly slowed down to keep pace with the slower, older and smaller dog.
Have a little outdoors in your weekend
My first real office job, the kind where you sit at a desk for 40 hours a week,
every week, month after month, was at a company with a deep commitment to
outdoor