I used to call a May morning or a star-filled night sky a simple gift of life. Now, I think of the natural world as the greatest gift. The basis of love and beauty. Sound corny? What’s more important? Or greater?
…for the weird and wonderful
I used to call a May morning or a star-filled night sky a simple gift of life. Now, I think of the natural world as the greatest gift. The basis of love and beauty. Sound corny? What’s more important? Or greater?