Views from my farmhouse windows on the banks of The Columbia River with views of my mind.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Spring in The Field
I was alone. Dean was away sailing and I went for a walk in the field and sat in the tall, late spring grass and looked back and saw my home without seeing the road behind it so that all was green and trees and me in the field. With Toby.
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