You Gleamin’

You Gleamin’

I tend to get a little giddy when I see new blooms unraveling into miraculous precision, kind of like newborns… you can’t help yourself from lighting up in their presence. Pure, vibrant beings with nothing but authentic sentience and just … Continue reading

So Great that I Don’t Speak

So Great that I Don’t Speak

Here we go; cold is here to stay. Just the right temps for icicle making and they aren’t dripping anytime soon. They’ve been hanging out for some time now. Since I have no control over their timeline, only my own, … Continue reading