As I sat at my desk this morning, hands wrapped around a deliciously strong cup of coffee, I stared in horror at the calendar. Friday.
As I sat at my desk this morning, hands wrapped around a deliciously strong cup of coffee, I stared in horror at the calendar. Friday.
Remember my post the other day about eating dandelions? Well here is the continuation of my dandelion encounters. This time I am not eating them,
When despair for the world grows in meand I wake in the night at the least soundin fear of what my life and my children’s
A few months ago I lashed out at the concept of flower photography and why it should be banned. My opinion on the matter hasn’t
I am sure you are all familiar with that annoying sensation of not knowing whether you are coming or going? This is an expression that
You must be wondering what the photograph of the young woman has to do with the title. Well, grab a cup of coffee and I