Boll weevil
I found myself in a forest of white. The trees were iced in heavy snow that seemed to weigh down and burden them. When they could, the trees would free […]
Daily Archives: March 7, 2013
Snow globe
Come with me to a place filled with white puffy snow. A place where all is white, clean and new. A spot where moments before, fresh deer prints in the […]
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