I KNOW WHY YOUR QUAD MUSCLES ARE ON FIRE…

I KNOW WHY YOUR QUAD MUSCLES ARE ON FIRE…

Sir, Your Quads Are on Fire Because You hiked 30 Miles in the Smokies Yesterday I met an Appalachian Trail thru-hiker at the Cosby Knob Shelter a few weeks ago who was genuinely puzzled. His feet, he explained with the bewildered sincerity of someone reporting a minor...
THE POLITE MAGIC OF CROWN SHYNESS?

THE POLITE MAGIC OF CROWN SHYNESS?

Look up in a maritime forest where live oaks reign, and you might catch one of nature’s most elegant mysteries: crown shyness. There, against the sky, the canopy creates a living jigsaw puzzle—each tree’s leaves stopping just short of its neighbor’s,...
TWO ROADS DIVERGED IN A WOOD…

TWO ROADS DIVERGED IN A WOOD…

Are you familiar with the poem, The Road Not Taken, by Robert Frost? This enchanting poem has always spoken to me. It stirs something within that cannot be put into simple words… At least none as eloquent as Mr. Frost compiled. When I am on a walk and arrive at an...