Remembering the King
When our cats practice hunting in the house, they know no size. They are every bit the ferocious hun...

Do you believe in fairies?
Neither do I. But if I did, their earthly forms would be hummingbirds.
We have a hummingbird feeder on our back patio, under which I learned that cheeping sound is not an insect, it's the chirp of a hummingbird. Where I found that my hair must look like a flower or something, because they are always trying to land in it whether I'm wrenching on the weedeater, firing up the barbecue, or patching the dings in my surfboard.
Where I learned that the greatest pleasures in life come from the appreciation of the smallest things.
When our cats practice hunting in the house, they know no size. They are every bit the ferocious hun...
A friend posted this on Facebook and I told her, "I simply must paint this." So I did. The...
As you grow older, things and money and earthly pleasures begin to lose meaning. You begin to unders...
Humans have always tried to make sense of the random firing of synapses that occurs when we sleep an...