Waxing poetic as I plummet
Mornings are my favorite. When I write, that is. What [...]
Mornings are my favorite. When I write, that is. What [...]
In this moment, I am forced to experience gratitude. Forced [...]
It’s quiet here. Dare I say peaceful? I know houses [...]
The time has come to turn your heart into a [...]
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Many thoughts arise on this foggy Mother’s day morning. Rather [...]
I received a voicemail a few days ago which in [...]
After two days of clouds, snow, rain and mist, the [...]
I wrote yesterday but only managed to squeak out 456 [...]
I love the comments I received from yesterday’s blog. They [...]