From Riverside

In my dreams, I can travel to this place again; the home of dark shadows, of soft moss and towering firs. As I step out of my vehicle into the damp air, I watch my boots squish into the soft earth, mud rising up around the edges. The rain has softened to a light patter … Continue reading From Riverside

A Place Inside

The rain had just begun to fall as I stepped out of my car; I could see the drops dancing across the surface of the river even before I felt them hit my skin. Stepping between the boulders that demarcated the end of the road, I wound my way along the edges of puddles forming … Continue reading A Place Inside