Morning at the Mirror
As you grow older, things and money and earthly pleasures begin to lose meaning. You begin to unders...

As you grow older, things and money and earthly pleasures begin to lose meaning. You begin to unders...
There’s something about the dry air and raw emptiness of the desert that I’ve always lov...
Just give me a minute, will you? Can I take a breath, hear and do and think about NOTHING for just o...
Who doesn’t remember the first time your kite takes to the sky, higher and higher into an infi...