The Simple Woman’s Daybook – January
On the first of January let every man gird himself once more, with his face to the front, and take interest in the things that are and are to be, and not in the...
On the first of January let every man gird himself once more, with his face to the front, and take interest in the things that are and are to be, and not in the...
Hello Friend, I’m so glad you dropped in for tea today. Excuse my attire, I’m dressed like a toddler, in white long-sleeved T and denim overalls. Th...
Listen to the trees as they sway in the wind. Their leaves are telling secrets. Their bark sings songs of olden days as it grows around the trunks. And their ro...