A lush jungle, with bird calls, wetness, moisture; rainforest, wild, untamable.
We went to the jungle by boat up the river. We rowed and rowed and rowed; hours, or rather, the porters did. We sat there with our backpack in the middle of the long boats. Continue reading
I sent several of these off when I was a kid.
My dad was a captain, and I spent a lot of time on ships, cruise ships, and I wrote a little note, sealed it and threw it overboard, and lo and behold, months later I received a letter in the mail from an elderly gentleman who had found my bottle, read the message and was kind enough to write me back. Continue reading
I’m an architect with an unusual niche. I design homes, rooms, devices, things needed for little people so they can function in a world that suits and fits them according to size.
I do this work because I fell in love with a little woman. Continue reading