The Smells Of Christmas Are The Smells

I Love When I Can Reboot People When They Are Being Mean To Others.

Everyone Who Got To Where They Are Had To Begin Where They Were.

. . . Harboring An Emotion As Powerful As Gratitude Has Power Of Its Own.

...even The Most Horribl E Of Nightmares Is Laced With The Promise Of Dawn.

. . .and Every Native Has A Story Of Winter – Stories That Usually Begin, You Call This A Storm? And Grow In The Telling Like Battle Tales Shared By Graying War Veterans. It’s A Peculiar Character Flaw To Those Of Us From Cold Climates That We Feel Superior To Those Who Have The Sense To Live Elsewhere.