Beautiful begonias have brightened the planting beds in the park within our apartment complex all summer. This week, however, they were yanked out and replaced with pansies.

I’ve wanted to join the grape harvest since I arrived in Geneva and found it surrounded by vineyards.

To get the fruit, you have to grow the plant.

Until recently, my view of skiing in the Alps was that it is steep, crowded, and limited—unless you have local knowledge of the terrain, snow, and avalanche.

I’ve been blessed with knowing the why behind the what and how for most of my adult life. I’ve wandered hither and yon at times, but the call of my why always got louder the farther and longer I strayed, and always pulled me back.

What would you do if you weren’t spending all your time on what you believe you should be doing? What are your “shoulds” and where do they come from?