A little Present to Myself.. Writing, Writing, Feeling, Thinking, Living, Loving.
The smell did it. No. The idea of the smell. That’s what got me cleaning my MSR stoves. The smell of waking up in the middle of the night to […]
The smell did it. No. The idea of the smell. That’s what got me cleaning my MSR stoves. The smell of waking up in the middle of the night to […]
I thank God for the need I have to listen to my heart. The Inner Voice that steers me right, even if it rocks the boat of the Familiar or […]