While you should cherish every moment... Adore eternity...
Sonder for the Birds
Here you are to sing to me, and here I am, admiring thee...
Mary Flyer
I loved flying kites when I was little... The way they bobbed and swayed upon invisible, tumultuous waves. The way they could be seen by friends, near and far, both close friends and formerly unknown folks, and silently call a gathering that would add to the fleet of flying vessels across the town. My mother... Continue Reading →