Our Amazing World

If the sky screamed colors of orange and red, would we take notice. If the winds grew hot and unrelenting, would we take notice. Nature'...

This day to sit and gaze at the waning summer days.  Of a season cautioned by masks and six foot deep pain.  The isolation of quarantines, r...

There is a harmony In autumn, and a lustre in its sky, Which through the summer is not heard or seen, As if it could not be, as if it had n...