Adoration
I got a new camera for Christmas. My husband can’t stand to see me struggle over anything, and although I never complain, there must be a look. A frustrated glaring at whatever device I’m mangling into some modicum of acceptable performance. For instance, he gave
I grew up listening to the old classic Christmas songs sung by Frank Sinatra, Bing Crosby, Bobby Darin, Brenda Lee, Alvin and the Chipmunks (yes, that one!)…the list goes on and on. On Christmas Eve, Mom would put on a stack of records – for
The perfect song – even without those two words reminding me of a certain book. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fOGZJvNa8S4
Right about now? I sure do need me a good healthy dose of Robert Earl Keen.