We Choose Life

Every morning I leave my house before the sun is up. As I walk to work I see the trees leafing out and the good green Earth opening to the rain, the sun, the fog. Our current situation, the spectre…

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I'm a city kid and proud of it. Likewise, I'm an OBOD Ovate. I'll be writing about my adventures in the wilds of the city, the forests beside the shores of the Western Sea, and wherever else I manage to find them. I've busked from the streets of the original Renaissance Faire in Black Point Forest to Temple Bar in Ireland, and the basket of strange that is my local BART station. There are stories to be had in all of those places, songs to be made from them, and lessons to be learned.

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