Come in from the cold,All you who wear lonelinessClinging to you, your face, your beard, your clothesLike so much winter snow. Come in from the cold,Sit by the fire of friendship;Let it warm you until you feel human again,Until you feel loved. Ferrell McClanahan
With the blue house year behind, so begins a year of being bold.
Love is alive
Winter: Reflections by Snowlight by Jamie Reaser
West Virginia roots approved
Maya Angelou’s powerful words coming at just the right time
I want to sleep, travel, walk, move, be, sit, and love
A short film by Julie Gautier | underwater ballet
Holding on to God’s promises of restoration
