Snug as a bug in a rug. The rhyme whispered a familiar cadence in my head as I witnessed the same ingenuity over and over. Fascinated, I determined to get a close-up photograph. Blurry…oops she [Read more...]
The terror was real. My heart raced as I lay frozen in a semi-aware state of consciousness. Unable to stop them, the night terrors of my West Texas childhood were infrequent, but seared into my [Read more...]
We arrived on a Sunday and I was amazed that the streets were almost totally devoid of traffic. I asked Jamie about the lack of cars. She said it was partially because it was Sunday, but also [Read more...]