Imagine you’re in the mountains, walking at twilight. It’s a beautiful, warm and clear night. The sunset is painting your favorite colors just over the mountains...
Feast of Color
Marking Today
Eclipsed
"The Most Beautiful Thing I Had Ever Seen"
The Beauty of the Human Race
Wild curls from mid-summer humidity. Dirt on my feet from the playground and a cherry Kool-Aid stain on my dress. I was in my element in preschool class at church.
Mrs. Weaver, her straight hair pulled neatly into a bun, gathered us around her. “Okay, children. Let’s sing that new song we learned last week. Remember?"
