Like a spoiled brat I stayed up late last night. I just wasn’t ready for Sunday to be over.
Read MoreThe word itself word can strike fear in the heart of the creative soul.
Read More“it was like my soul was speaking what the rest of me needed to hear. “
Read MoreCurious?
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Read More…70’s childhood fraught with summer days of staying out until the streetlights came on, playing kick the can and slurping drippy popsicles…
Read MoreI waited for what the rain had to teach me today, listening, watching, waiting and simply being present to this force of nature.
Read More“lazy days of summer.”
Read More“the actual view on this warm damp morning appeared more like the setting for a horror movie…”
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