Our tiny "house panther" leaves me gifts of her toys in my slippers. This is becoming a regular occurrence. Created with Steepshot View in the web app

Inside this vast warehouse, nothing but flowers and flowery things! Created with Steepshot View in the web app

Located in an unassuming building in Place de la République. 4th floor looking down. No two stairs are the same size.

Portland, Oregon will always be, in my mind, the best people watching and listening on our daily planet. I mean, where else can you enjoy a handcrafted, locally sourced micro brew while listening to a

I can’t tell you how many times I’ve uttered this phrase. Whether it’s the target I am aiming my gun at or the sock I just tossed toward the washing machine, I’m aiming for the one in the middle. I may

Hey ya'll! From the time I was knee high to a GRASSHOPPER I've been creating stories. My mama would start by putting a blank sheet of paper in the old typewriter. With the beginnings of a thought, the

Part One- The Door It was a beautiful door. It was made of black walnut with a matted finish. The age was undeterminable except for some unique qualities. The door was smaller than a typical entry way