I walked out of the house this morning and it was humid and 74°. After my granddaughter got on the bus, it started sprinkling... A slow misty rain that only lasted as long as the drive from the road to the house. I've been sitting here for over an hour…
Fred First asks "Where Are You from?" and adds a template to help answer the question . Check out his page and make your own life poem. Where I'M From by Gary Boyd I am from books by the dozen that started me dreaming, from Lava Soap and bare feet…
This post was first published on a Blogger.com site then moved over and over until it arrived here... Inventing the Myth as I Go Where am I heading and how will I get there? You are welcome to come along for the ride. Try not to fall off as we…
