My last post was my own idea of what may have occurred while a passenger on Noah’s ark. Sometimes I feel that I am on an ark, cruising from point A to point B. It’s usually not fun or comfortable but a necessary journey to point B. (Here I would like to share a painting created by … More A cruise ship? (revisited)
As the dawn poked through the window, Emzara threw back the animal skin that had covered her. What is that smell, she asked herself, as she rustled from her hay mat and crawled up to her knees. She sighed deeply when she remembered, we’re still here. She grabbed onto the wall of the stable and … More A cruise ship?