Melisa Peterson Lewis
I am a summer girl. I love the heat and sunshine. There is no better feeling than to have my bones warmed from the inside out. Once winter hits I kneel to the weathers brutal effects on my body and mind. I know I will be cold until summer and I know the lack of... Continue Reading →
When summer first begins I can’t wait to toss aside my sweaters and boots. Shorts, tank tops, and flip-flops are a welcome change. I rejoice in the idea of getting outside more. Snow and ice are traded in for sunshine and evening thunderstorms. There is something peaceful about falling asleep to a thunderstorm rolling in.... Continue Reading →
I feel like Stretch Armstrong every second of every day. His face says: I am super tough; I can handle anything. Go ahead, pull me in different directions. My arms will hold back any charging front and my legs allow me flexibility to be in more than one place at a time. Hit me with... Continue Reading →
