I pick up my little girl in the midst of a swirling day, and immediately turn to do the next thing when, “ENOUGH” echoes down my head-hallway. I had read the word in a sentence recently and somehow my soul snatched it up – spider like – and was now weaving it into my ear. “Sit on this moment.…
November 19th
“Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul.” -John Muir