The reflections of an average woman in mid-life...pondering my situation as well as nature, spirituality, pets, culture, family, life on Earth (and beyond) from my southern New England vantage point.
Lol yes, I wonder why our planet wasn't called H2O? :D
Reminds me of a poem I like...Earthby John Hall Wheelock"A planet doesn’t explode of itself," said drilyThe Martian astronomer, gazing off into the air."That they were able to do it is proof that highlyIntelligent beings must have been living there."