Gaze of Love
The baby gazes up at Dad, the look of worship between the two alive in the clean air of the...
The baby gazes up at Dad, the look of worship between the two alive in the clean air of the...
I live in a wild place of twenty towering mango trees. Six of them are lined up along the drive...
White pelicans on the lake still here in May. Fresh blackberries for breakfast; tart, need good agave syrup. The fading...
The sun is always shining its presence all unwavering, even when its warmth prompts the earth to let its moisture...