AZ Azimuth by Keith Moul

At one time if a mountain or an ocean wasn’t in sight I could not find anything magnificent to see. … More

Fractals by Ann Kendal

This might be my view right now if I were just a bit closer to what I consider my geographic … More

First of all. The Nineties and Cabramatta meant pork rolls and chicken rice, at least for me anyways. It meant … More

A white blanket of clouds hovered low over green water. Alone, I trolled a secluded inlet of Frederick Sound, Alaska. … More

Last week the old wall to the neighboring garden was torn down. There was a gap at one end, where … More

Lost and Found in Sicily. This is a mistake. I had landed at Sicily’s Catania airport and was driving on potholed roads … More