12/10/13 6:32AM. Jack slept in this morning a bit. We’re downstairs, where it’s noticeably colder than the above […]
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Forgot what quiet sounded like. Leaves flurrying past back grass. These photos, saved on my phone, like memory […]
Now I feel better. Typed a poem I wrote yesterday, while walking in St. Francis’ Wild Oak Vineyard, […]