At the Mirror II
Watching a woman at the mirror in the morning is a bit like watching someone meditate, the careful, ...

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.
Watching a woman at the mirror in the morning is a bit like watching someone meditate, the careful, ...
Generation after generation, we all relive the first bike we owned through our children, watching th...
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Another glorious view from my back door of the setting sun spiked with palm trees against the bright...