Telling the Story
On a summer visit to The Wilds, our tram pulled up beside a group of camels. Typically, I find the camels rolling in the mud.
On a summer visit to The Wilds, our tram pulled up beside a group of camels. Typically, I find the camels rolling in the mud.
Take a deep breath. Can you smell it? It is the ocean, invading your nostrils with warm salty air. Open your eyes. Can you see
Take it, grasp it, Own it. You have nothing to lose. You have only to win. Look carefully in your mind, Look for intuition, not
Many moths are beautiful, but this one was particularly special. To me, what made him special was not his lovely colors, intricate form, or even
I AM I can neither be created nor destroyed, I exist in my universe, There is nothing other than I, I give to take, I
I have a confession. Beaches make me feel much like the proverbial kid in the candy store. Wide-eyed and almost giddy, I am absolutely captivated