The Vermilion Road: New York

May. Almost overnight, trees naked since before Halloween sprout bright green leaves, flowers pop, and the sun’s rays are warm enough to pink exposed cheeks and noses. School-aged children smell the freedom that lurks just out of reach, but it’s not yet hotter than an August day in hell. Nor are there insects buzzing around... Continue Reading →

When I look out the windows as darkness falls, I’m searching for fireflies that aren’t going to appear. It’s odd since I’ve lived most of my life without their happy little glow lighting up my summer evenings. But, I’m waiting for them anyway. And, whenever I think of fireflies, I’m reminded of an evening visiting... Continue Reading →