“Prolonged exposure to nature gives one a sort of grammatica pardo*, a wisdom of the soil.” ~ Jim Harrison, from A Really Big Lunch The thoughts I have of Mother Nature are the same as God’s for us “Thoughts of good and not... Continue Reading →
(A father reads his letter to the groom) The first to embrace her was me The first to kiss her was me The first to care for her was me Still, I hope you will be the one to accompany... Continue Reading →
I am a man of means Searching for a bride She must be lean Never devour beans And know how to Animate me A handsome dowry I will bestow On a maiden such as this Her scent of white sweet... Continue Reading →
Smell The Coffee 