It’s not every day you get to see a miracle.
Camille lives with her soul mate Bob in the back woods of central North Carolina where she hikes, gardens, cooks, and writes.
It’s not every day you get to see a miracle.
Sometimes a little walk is all you need to tug your world back into focus.
Spring fuels the delusion that you can live in harmony without impacting anyone else, but the birds know better.
I shouldn’t have left the keys in the ignition, but that’s what happened and all the sorry in the world wasn’t going to fix my problem.
In his absence, Bob’s world was unalterably changed—torn up and rearranged.