I am waiting for the traffic light to change, luck too; for someone to answer my phone call ...
Jo TaylorApril 11, 2023
Little donkey of Bethany, foretold in holy writ, you were born for this moment.
Jo TaylorApril 12, 2022
In the desert, the tiny, golden mole swims across sand dunes, paddling hard with broad claws.
Jo TaylorApril 12, 2022
We praise the beautiful, the lovely, the kind. We love those who love us back, that which pays homage to our place in the universe.
Jo TaylorOctober 19, 2021
