I was talking to my son, Mr. Window to the Wild, and father of our grand-daughters, Sophie Sparrow and Avery…
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The Invisible Power of Prayer…
Each morning when I write my journal I address it to God. It’s a stream of consciousness effort, limited to…
A Charming Day Out..
Driving to St. Jo, on a weekend jaunt to visit a few wineries, we passed miles of windmills. These modern…
Air-Conditioning…
In England I used to turn on the heat during the winter months only when my sensible cold weather, indoor…