Who Make Our Souls Blossom
Let us be grateful to the people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom. – Marcel Proust Continue reading
Let us be grateful to the people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom. – Marcel Proust Continue reading
Our middle nomad son, Ethan, heard what sounded like tapping on a window while he was brushing his teeth last night. This is the conversation between him, and Daddy Nomad (after Daddy Nomad investigated the noise, with his gun in tow, of course.) Ethan: “Well, I didn’t want to go… Continue reading
You can’t depend on your eyes when your imagination is out of focus. – Mark Twain Continue reading
You get what anybody gets…you get a lifetime. – Neil Gaiman Continue reading
“If they were to all poop at the same time, they would drown the world.” Musings from our youngest nomad son, Trevor, regarding the VERY LARGE colony of black birds outside our house. Continue reading
Why, sometimes I’d like to believe in as many as six impossible things before breakfast. – Lewis Carroll Continue reading
To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all. – Oscar Wilde Continue reading
The Paradoxical Commandments by Kent M. Keith Continue reading
Just when you think it can’t get any worse, it can. And just when you think it can’t get any better, it can. – Nicholas Sparks Continue reading
Although no one can go back and make a brand new start, anyone can start from now and make a brand new ending. – Carl Bard Continue reading