www.thewildunknown.com Missed out on their gorgeous calendar but hope to purchase a drawing this spring.
The Lure of the Local When I think about moving out to Northeast Georgia and living on a dirt road, there is something there that holds a footprint of my childhood. My folks’ moved to rural West Virginia when I was a baby. Peace-loving Christians of the 70’s, they rented an old white farmhouse and my mom sold her engagement ring for land that they would hopefully build on. They were...
The cleverer we get, the more ‘civilized’ we become, the more we seem to hunger...–
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