When I think of summer I think of roses, tall glasses of iced coffee, and the beach. Winter again...
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October 17, 2012
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When I think of summer I think of roses, tall glasses of iced coffee, and the beach. Winter again...
It is funny how a seemingly plain ol’ event can really be a spiritual encounter. Today I went out...
We do a lot of traveling by car when we are in the U.S. One time, as we were...
When in the bush of Africa, one of the last things anyone wants is a toothache. In my case,...