
Notes from Three of Earth Farm: Dawn to Dusk Autumn Glory
Today, the last of September, feels like autumn is honest to gosh here; not just a glimmer in the eye, … Continue reading Notes from Three of Earth Farm: Dawn to Dusk Autumn Glory
Today, the last of September, feels like autumn is honest to gosh here; not just a glimmer in the eye, … Continue reading Notes from Three of Earth Farm: Dawn to Dusk Autumn Glory
I sit in my father’s old recliner in the corner of the living room at dawn as the sky turns … Continue reading Morning Sentence