Whiny Weed Kind of Morning

2020-10-17T10:32:27-04:00

This is my third morning pulling weeds in the back bed. You might think I'm exaggerating but Lord, have mercy, it's nearly killing me. The biggest, baddest river rock in the land make the ground

Caring without Carrying

2020-10-16T08:30:15-04:00

It doesn't take morning news, or news at all, to know the struggles going on in our world. I Know. I feel them. Do you? For some of us, it's about turning off the news and

Life Speaks via Dreams

2018-06-24T07:30:17-04:00

I dreamed of a garden with hidden treasures...huge stones and shells tucked behind plants ... remnants of travels across the globe... long abandoned and forgotten by the owner ... a woman who had worked with