No one is all good or all bad. Today is an invitation to call up that sweet memory that will shine and sparkle and clear the mind of all else.
Celebrate Father’s Day by acknowledging your own inner masculine and how you support yourself.
I remember the slant of the sun burning away coastal fog as my father set the tin can on a distant rock, taught me how to hold the 410 cradled into my shoulder and how to sight. I was a good shot.