Adventures in Google Analytics…
This magnificent enamelware mug is just like the kind you sip hot coffee out of as you sit next to your morning campfire and wait for it to get warm enough to change out of your sleeping bag caterpillar tube.
I heart this mug so much
A dusty breeze floats through your backyard… it’s the end of July and school feels like a thousand years away. The blackberries are so ripe they fell off into your hands as you pulled them from the vines, and now you’re cradling about a pound of them in the bottom of your light blue t-shirt. Your mom is outside putting up the laundry and she tells you the blackberries are going to stain your favorite shirt, but you don’t care.
To each there comes in their lifetime a special moment when they are figuratively tapped on the shoulder and offered the chance to do a very special thing, unique to them and fitted to their talents. What a tragedy if that moment finds them unprepared or unqualified for that which could have been their finest hour.