There I was, reaching to put my socks on. And there I was, again, reaching for my left foot first. I always start with my left foot. Why don’t I ever go for the right foot instead? I tried it. It feels really peculiar going for the right foot first. This is a tiny example…
New Year’s Eve Thoughts …
As I was making the garlic bread for this evening, admiring the wonderful fresh, vibrant, heart-warming green that the parsley gave the butter, which had been beautifully whizzed up by my youngest, I got to thinking, as we all do at this time of year. I remembered some words of wisdom I read recently. When…
Amanda Weller 