💥Peace & Truth
As I wrote this, blizzard conditions were pounding New England with heavy snow, icy roadways, gusty winds, and bitter cold. It was a time of anxious “ifs.” If the power goes out – will the pipes burst, will we survive with the heat from the wood stove, will the generator start? If we need to […]
The Ice Man Cometh . . . The Storms of Life
Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)
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