Lickin’ Lambs
It’s magical, and the task of “lickin’ lambs” is that one’s heart grows exponentially, and since I’m a sheepless shepherd the only way …..
One Friend, No Fireworks Needed
It’s Friday morning of 4th of July weekend. I’m snuggled in on the couch, warm rice-bag to soothing the demons in my belly, and I’m …..
Calling the Sheep
There is a lump in my throat and an ache in my heart for the events that have transpired in the last few days, and in true form the best...
