Tag Archives: Trodden Weed

Not Quite a Painting

Andrew Wyeth probably never walked on the power lines. Still, a pleasant walk.

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The Coming Darkness

My alarm went off at the usual time this morning.  I hit “snooze” over and over.  It wasn’t that it was cold outside my warm covers or that I dreaded the day.   It was because I had been tossing and … Continue reading

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