My muse

Fee Fie Foe Fum

Giants at Cedar Point.

Happy patterns in the sky.

Blizzard, Shmizzard

I have an idea. How about instead of fearing and fighting the snowstorm, like it's a terrorist, we embrace it and respect it, for what it is: a beautiful and powerful piece of nature... that is most likely being fueled by global warming, and our long standing disrespect for nature. Fuel for thought.

For those looking to embrace mother nature's snow, check out the delightful little snow day piece I put together about a year ago, that captures the spirit of the day.

For those who are thinking, whatever. Get me out of here. A little piece of heaven for you.

Magens Bay in St. Thomas

When a door closes, a window opens

I think it's probably safe to say that 2009 was a challenging year for many people. At the risk of sounding cliched, I strongly believe that when a door closes, another one opens somewhere. But often, (as suggested by a student of Rick Jarow's), you have to walk down a really long hallway to get to that open door. And sometimes, it's just an open window... and that window has a grate on it that you have to pry off. The hope though, is that you have a really great set of friends to help you get through that grate, or, at the very least, a really strong set of pliers.

Roseau, Dominica