In my sun-flecked drive to work I said I love you to a mailbox with handpainted flowers, an orchard happy with new apples, a work-worn wooden cart, and a field-tired tractor. I prayed for people randomly—the guy in the red car, the folks in the darkened house. I thought of Yogananda lighting his smile of smiles. I smiled all the way to work and the light lessened my private torments.
Kimmy Sophia Brown has loved humor and music and freedom for as long as she can remember.She is especially passionate about the environment and caring for animals.
She writes the column "From the Back Porch" as well as reviews of music in her column "MusicViews".
Her goal in her music reviews is to introduce music she loves to people who may not have heard that particular artist or CD.
For information about how to submit a CD for review, click here.