We're All Moons. Sometimes Our Dark Sides

Some People Spend So Much Time Hunting Treasure That They Fail To See It All Around Them. It's Like Sifting Through Gold To Find The Silt.

We All Arrive On Earth With A Round-trip Ticket.

Everyone Who Got To Where They Are Had To Begin Where They Were.

Don't Try To Write What Other People Are Writing - Write What Is True To You.

. . .and Every Native Has A Story Of Winter – Stories That Usually Begin, You Call This A Storm? And Grow In The Telling Like Battle Tales Shared By Graying War Veterans. It’s A Peculiar Character Flaw To Those Of Us From Cold Climates That We Feel Superior To Those Who Have The Sense To Live Elsewhere.