What It Is To Know

Whilst my child cringes at the idea of me toiling with her hair lest a stint of interest in the past, she won’t even attempt herself. But she’s at it with mine as she dreams me in her salon chair … Continue reading

God’s Country

God’s Country

No question whose country it is out yonder. City slickers have a whole lot of words these days. Words create separation. Good thing there aren’t many out this way, only a beating heart to be heard. Nothing else instructing it … Continue reading