Simple Joys Of An Archer

Lost in a breathless moment The hand trembles holding the tension in the shoulder, eyes intently focused on a small round red pin top. A warm breeze whispers: “Relax, keep your eyes center on where you want to go.” Willing with heart and soul the straight path to be clear of obstacles and easily followed. Soft elk leather brushes the skin of my cheek; … Read More Simple Joys Of An Archer