Glimmers of light can break through the darkest of storms. The human spirit, once strong and sure of itself, cannot be stopped. We all hold this force to be reckoned with. Sometimes we just have to peel back our murky layers to see it. I’ve been pretty down on myself lately. My spirit felt broken,… More Sleepy Sundays: Sparks
There was a huge thunderstorm about ten minutes before this photo was taken. Everyone I spoke to that day was having a rough time. Things weren’t exactly looking up for me either. Then something amazing happened. The sky turned a very bizarre and bright yellow. The odd color drew me outside. Low and behold, there… More Sleepy Sundays: Signs
For the rest of the month things will be shuffling around here a bit. Here are some of the details: Thank you for your patience.