Courage, Dear Hart
As a child I was besotted with the Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe. Feeling the fur coats brush my face as little hands maneuvered their way to the back of gran’s old wooden wardrobe was always a welcome weekly adventure. God knows how long I stood there. Naturally the entrance to Narnia remained eternally elusive yet I never stopped believing. Whenever I see an… Read More »Courage, Dear Hart
