Tuesday, October 7, 2008

money is useless...

"Not until the last tree has died; Not until the last river has been poisoned; Not until the last fish has been caught, will we realize we can't eat money." 19th Century Cree Indian

Monday, September 22, 2008

My Rock

 Adam Sun was my rock. He was a daily, joyous, presence. I miss his phone calls and his excited and cheerful personality.  My son is dancing...