It Was The Golden Hour, Just Like The Crust

I looked up at the sky and realized that while I was standing in the parking lot, handing out slices of pizza, I was also enjoying what the television/movie/photographic world calls the “Golden Hour” because of the amazing light that … Continue reading

His Name Is Dave. Ian Hit Him Hard.

Right about the time my running shoes logged mile 12 on Monday the 3rd of October, I met Dave. He was hard to spot, hidden at the end of the carport and screened from easy view by a pile of … Continue reading