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Antelope Valley Home 1.) Our place on the land becomes pattern of our lives seasonal change constant move from up
Read moreAntelope Valley Home 1.) Our place on the land becomes pattern of our lives seasonal change constant move from up
Read moreMay You Always Have Walls for the Winds ~ An Irish Blessing ~ May you always have walls for the
Read moreThe Windmill of Love That which we know as love, can be fickle or true, like the spokes of a
Read moreTHE NEW KITTENS I The energy at home has reached a peak there needs to be a cure to slow
Read moreA Used “Better Homes and Gardens” Cookbook I. A Well Used Cookbook I found myself with large Zucchini squash in
Read moreThe Many Views From My Kitchen Windows 1. Kitchen Windows So many kitchen windows face the wood of fence as
Read moreAfter Watching Episodes of “This Old House” I. This Old House A reminder to clean my rain gutters. The bathroom
Read moreThe Valley of the Antelope 1.) Hiking and History A valley of no written history. After a drive past delapidated
Read moreMahon Drive Lemmon Valley Nevada (2019) 1.) Moving When I returned to Plumb street home I found our old front
Read moreNear My River Home By dusk I slide the canoe down the grassy bank and step into the wetness of my
Read morePale bows spread like open arms upon a lush green mound, as light trickles through a sea of jagged leaves
Read moreThe weight of summer heat has arrived, and quiet the mood, so somber, as skies impart their endless blue,
Read moreSo long this endless path…. And so the parched cracked ground finds my tenuous steps, the wasteland of my path
Read moreThe floor is a mess, with blood from her dress And I must confess, I think I am dreaming. It
Read moreI strolled the lanes, streets and byways of my childhood home, and like echoes of my past, I heard the
Read moreThrough endless grass in swaying heat, each step a rustling dryness, a crackle, a golden brittle sheet of rolling yellow
Read moreChildhood Days The fruit laden branches of an old mango tree rest leisurely on the whitewashed compound wall, while a
Read moreBeast and Bok Bok We lived alone, myself and Beast, my rather rotund ginger tabby with a heart of gold.
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