A novel state, these days becomes a blog
What a novel message, hmmm Tuesday, March 28, 2023 11:20 AM mmmmaybe, baby, we do grow old, past sixty-four and even more, unbridled tongues, held silent, lo’ monks, listen, quiet, now, then, to now, then to when listen to the Osprey fly over our valley to Yuma, to the Chocolate Mountains, beyond the river, the…
Continue reading →