
Where the snow covered
pasture wedged into the woods,
the yearlings frolicked.
Bruce Stambaugh
Dec. 29, 2010
Photographer Of Life and moments
The flight of tomorrow
Art is the only way to run away without leaving home. -Twyla Tharp
Writing generated from the rural life
writer. teacher. podcast cohost.
El amor cruza fronteras / Love crosses borders
reflections about God and life
We are all just babes in the woods.
A blog of Jim Smucker's run across Ohio to raise money for a house for flood victims in West Virginia
Beautiful. Those of us living in the country with woods nearby know this setting well. Thank you for putting it into Haiku form. Happy New Year.
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Thank you, and Happy New Year to you as well. Bruce
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