Though we cannot change the weather, nor hold back the storms, we can awaken small sparks of awe, tend to our small corners of the world, and hope for…
I grew up on the other end of Canada, where fall was a crisp affair with rosy cheeks and glowing maple trees gone Group Of Seven picturesque. Here in the West, fall is…
We are all so terribly, vulnerably human. However flash the avatar or how deep your Digg, we all wander the wide hallways of the Internet and then return to our…
I want to live until I am weak from loving well and being loved. I want to learn to fix my mistakes a little better every year. And when the time comes to set down…