Marks in the Sand

I guess one could say I’ve thought long and hard about what I should put here. After all, what I write here is supposed to define what I write in my blog. It’s supposed to categorize it and limit it. There’s no such thing though. Why limit myself when I can have the world?

This is how I define myself. This is what defines me. These are my marks in the sand of life destined to be swept away by the winds of time, but always present.

And this is my peace. Taken by a peaceful little lake in New Hampshire.

A little lake by a little town in a little place I call peace.