There’s a little birds nest that hangs under the eaves of my roof. When I first saw it I thought that I would have to find a way to move it, due to the enormous pile of bird poo that…
Serendipity
I’m a big believer in the theory that some books come to us when we need them. It’s happened over and over again in my life; lessons come from literature for me. This weekend as I was whimpering in pain…