Here they come. The starlings are here. They signal a season of change and movement and oh, how I love them. They gather in trees chatting like old ladies playing bingo and then just…
Here they come. The starlings are here. They signal a season of change and movement and oh, how I love them. They gather in trees chatting like old ladies playing bingo and then just…
My mama was taken from us swiftly on October 14th. I am not even close to being able to articulate the grief that I am experiencing. I just have to say something. I have…