My Summer At Home or how I learned to love pulling weeds
Instead of driving on some two-lane blacktop in Montana, I find myself on the back porch of our place in Southern Illinois waiting. For what I’m not too sure. It has been a few years since...
Instead of driving on some two-lane blacktop in Montana, I find myself on the back porch of our place in Southern Illinois waiting. For what I’m not too sure. It has been a few years since...