joy.

We are shaped by our thoughts; 

we become what we think. 

When the mind is pure, 

joy follows like a shadow 

that never leaves.

~Buddha

for my mom..

She's the King's biggest fan.

love ya mom!

wednesday wisdom

need a smile?

Buttermilk the goat.

Adorbs.

flash of a firefly.

“What is life? 

It is the flash of a firefly in the night.

 It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime.

 It is the little shadow which runs across the 

grass and loses itself in the sunset.”

~ Crowfoot