Awestruck
Winter is here.Under the white and the gray is new life.Buds waiting to appear,seeds waiting to take root,colors hiding until it’s time,fragrances to wake up the senses.But now, a season…
When I Can’t See with My Eyes
We have lived, for over two years, as a nation being unable to see with our physical eyes what is really happening. We are told it’s this way unless it’s…
Hidden Treasure
How often have you wanted to record something quickly and started scrambling for something to write on? Happens to me all the time. I’m always hearing a good…