Not only was my mother elegant and beautiful, but she was also an avid gardener. She truly loved flowers and grew them in great abundance. They were like kaleidoscopes of flora surrounding my childhood home. She could grow flowers from a stone, I thought teasingly. I...

Question: When is the shortest path between two points a zigzag?  Answer: When sailing into the wind. Two miles off the coast of Texas we were cruising at a brisk eight knots on-board the Mayan Mystress, a 20-year-old catamaran whose better days were ahead of it....

This is exciting! My first blog ever. I don’t consider myself a writer. Just a guy with too many thoughts and a dream. So what to write about with so many memories? Some I really don’t want to think about. It was a Sabbath afternoon at Rend Lake, and it was a...