We hold our joy in the same hands that we carry burdens. We run through nature and find our peace because the world is so very fractious. And for those few moments of breathing deeply and listening to the cicada chorus serenade us, we are okay.
Did You Know Clinton Coun...
Published at Clinton County Daily News
The Wonder of the Past: H...
In moments like these, we need hope that brighter days...
Drenched in a Metaphor
I found a metaphor growing in my garden over the weeken...
The History of Food Proce...
Published at Edible Indy
Go Ahead, Rest on Your La...
Let the accomplishment you’ve already achieved fuel you...
