I walk the front lawn, pretending to be weeding. You ought to know I’m never weeding, on my knees, pulling clumps of clover from the flower beds: in fact I’m looking for courage, for some … continua →
rred-bloground robin wrote 3 weeks ago: I walk the front lawn, pretending to be weeding. You ought to know I’m never weeding, on my kn … more →
round robin wrote 4 weeks ago: The great thing is not having a mind. Feelings: oh, I have those; they govern me. I have a lord in … more →
round robin wrote 6 months ago: There was an apple tree in the yard – this would have been forty years ago — behind, onl … more →