





Strategic communicator | advisor to nonprofits | team builder
My inner 12 year old demanded to go explore, so after knocking off a few tasks indoors I took the Tiger on a back road excursion to Pilot Mountain and back. It was a good day for scoping out the fall colors (and for heated grips).
Spring’s bearing down on us. I could feel it when Eli and I took the dogs for a hike to Window Falls at Hanging Rock.
My neighbors from more than six feet away.