During the last few days in the UK with Jen, we stayed at a friend’s flat in Fernhurst, a beautiful village south of London. The place was crisscrossed with public footpaths, and we took turns going in different directions exploring the area.
I fell in love with these footpaths and how the English have preserved them; [...]
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I was out for a run, listening to my i-pod’s deliciously current mix of Beatles, Enigma, James Taylor, Andrea Bocelli & Snatam Kaur…
I was in a sweaty rapture; breath bellowing, blood pumping, cells tingling, when I heard a faint yapping…
Turning, I see a tiny little dog, no bigger than my sneaker, running boldly behind me, [...]