Juicy

Posted on by Noelle Campbell

The sweetest juice doesn’t come from the youngest or the freshest fruit,  it doesn’t come from fruit that refuses to fall off the tree; it comes from the fruit that has fallen to the ground,  been tumbled about and looks like it’s about to explode with age.

Remember that.

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Published by Noelle Campbell

This blog is about my life and how I see things. I write, I think, I dream, I do. I used to write a lot of fantasy until I realized I was living one. I was married to a deaf-blind Hobbit in a realm we created together. He passed away in 2014, but our life was interesting enough I think you might like it too.