Can fiction presage the future?
To paraphrase the song (and Ecclesiastes) to everything there is a season. A time to collect, and a time to let go. You are entering a new season. May it be filled with every good thing.
So generous, thank you! And all best to you.
To paraphrase the song (and Ecclesiastes) to everything there is a season. A time to collect, and a time to let go. You are entering a new season. May it be filled with every good thing.
So generous, thank you! And all best to you.