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Tell me what you believe. Don’t stop with the words passed down like worn clothes, words you’ve you’ve swallowed and absorbed like melted...

We’re approaching a new season. Like children with a firefly cupped in our hands we hold onto summer’s warmth, carrying it with us as we...

We got another bed for the dog- a living room bed, as opposed to the bedroom bed. I know, I know, love is bonkers sometimes. The new bed...

Lighting Bugs You caught a lightning bug in your hand gently, slowly, more like a landing ramp than a trap. You held it to me as if to...