
Childlike Joy
Crunch. Crunch. Crunch. How immature am I? I went up the driveway for the sole purpose of coming down through the fallen leaves, which the wind had furrowed at the … Continue Reading Childlike Joy
Wheelchair Reflections of Sacred Wonder
Crunch. Crunch. Crunch. How immature am I? I went up the driveway for the sole purpose of coming down through the fallen leaves, which the wind had furrowed at the … Continue Reading Childlike Joy