

The Grandfather Timeline: Seeing Both Directions
This morning, 7:13 AM, Croatian hat settled on my head, backpack loaded with gear I probably don’t need. The familiar circuit calls—out the front door, down to the path, into the rhythm that unwinds whatever the mind has been tangling. The weekend just passed brought a new soul into our family circle. A tiny human, barely breathing outside the womb, is already reshaping the geometry