At The Farm...: glass

a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing

Monday, July 6, 2015

Oiled my organ
Dusted my drawers
Spent my holiday
Doing chores

Trimmed some trees
Picked up some glass
My energy's waning
I'm dragging my *ss

are

sometimes

interesting

than

the whole.

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Gail: Melbourne, Arkansas, United States; A simple country girl raised on a farm and returned to the farm. I love family, writing, painting, reading, animals and the land.

Let us walk softly on the Earth with all living beings great and small remembering as we go, that one God, kind and wise, created all.

"If you truly hold a stone, you can feel the mountain it came from."

Alex, Rock on!