I know, Baby, you dig it the most! — Vincent Vega. Chapter 1 Fauna I can no longer remember the dream, but I know there was water in it; running water, cool and fast but not deep or really all that dangerous unless you got careless. I’m sure the dream had water because we were… Read more

Chapter 4 What kind of tree is that? Was not a question I asked my parents very often as a small child, but as I started to tinker and put things together, I did become more and more interested in what kind of tree gave me the wood I was working. We had a scrap… Read more

Chapter 5   Parents Our lives have a beginning, a middle and an end; we come from our parents and we will end up, one way or another, in the ground. We may be frozen in a capsule to be restored in the far future but eventually, eventually, we all end up back in the… Read more