I have been sick for five years. It feels like much longer, but when I sit down and measure the time from the point where my life could no longer go on as it once had the result is five years.   Five years of tests, and diagnoses, and new diagnoses, and round-about treatments but... Continue Reading →

summer country

this sky that goes on forever this lazy, hazy blue wedgewood, or eggshell a polite blue soft as summer silk resting over rolling hills that turn from green to gold that explode in a splash of color when the wildflowers burst forth only to transform into dusty, dry hay bales peppered through arid fields the... Continue Reading →

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