September is always kind of special to me. It’s this time of year that reminds me of a second springtime. It goes something like this.

After every winter, humans are j...

Thirty four months ago I didn’t know Paul very well.  Yes, I had very regular encounters with him.  But, for the most part I didn’t give him much thought.  He was ...

That’s a question I have a hard time answering most times.  I know in a perfect world I’d have a laminated card in my wallet or a prominently displayed poster with m...

Oh dear, where to start? Who gets the honor of being first today?

Picture the scene: It’s the first nice spring day of the year. We weren’t under any sort of weathe...