Smokey Sang It Best
Smokey Robinson, that is. One of his songs has been cruising (not, not that one) through my mind during this end-of-August, not quite end-of-summer. Outside, there’s abundance just about everywhere… And when we’re fully enjoying the abundance, we might look something like this, particularly if we’re female and happen to find ourselves in a field of lavender. But a close neighbor to abundance is often the quality of too-much-ness. Or here’s the dreary basement version of gotta-cut-back…. Abundance brings a … Read More