we have a new sun today. a mirthful, waggish, tender sun. a sun who will guide us away from the grime and gloom of months passed. this morning i felt her even before i saw her. she played a little hide and seek through my bedroom window for a bit; thoughtfully...
hundreds of dewdrops to greet the dawn, hundreds of bees in the purple clover, hundreds of butterflies on the lawn, but only one mother the wide world over. ~george cooper Similar posts:weekend happyno. i didn't get a boob job for christmas...let's get high on the hi...
here’s another scene from my weekend away. i had coffee with this monk(?), and his charge every morning. i recalled my favorite quote; from the wisest of men….. “i care not for a man’s religion whose dog and cat are not the better for...
