Sometimes life gets noisy. Finding quiet isn't all bad.
Two Summers by John Heffernan. A picture book showing what hard seasons on an Australian farm look like.
I never felt like I identified with the Gen X's or Y's or Millenials. Now I know why. I am a Xennial. Apparently, this term was used as early as 2014 to describe a micro-generation, those of us born between 1977 and 1983. We're caught between the pessimism and cynicism of Generation X and, the... Continue Reading →