When empires fall
I am pretty sure it is for one reason and one reason alone: dinner. Always with the dinner. “What’s for dinner mom” over and over, on repeat, until you die.…
Read moreAnd the long glories of the winter moon
That little tiny white glowing dot is tonight’s snow moon. Visible early in the evening, before the clouds of the new storm rolled in. Lucky to catch it at a…
Read moreOh, the early days, the glory days
The beginning of the month is always full of such promise. All my news articles have reset. I’m free. I click with abandon. That Christa is beautiful. Joyful. Carefree. Click,…
Read moreI remember.
I’m just gonna leave this right here:
Read more