Spring

And now it is spring at last.
Children running in the grass.

Crossroads to the World

(A post from the past that never got published. Which I read and loved so here it is now 🙂 Times Square, New York City is considered the crossroad to the world. It is said, if you stand there for a while you will definitely meet someone you know also passing through. In my small…

The Road Not Taken

(or rather in joy for the one taken… ) A chance comment by a friend lead to a day spent pondering over life’s choices… TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To…