The weather was wild; the winds were stormy and swift, the sun was bright and warm between patches of black clouds. Trisha, my god-daughter Autumn and I walked and wildcrafted and harvested produce from the lonely community pea-patch …
The weather was wild; the winds were stormy and swift, the sun was bright and warm between patches of black clouds. Trisha, my god-daughter Autumn and I walked and wildcrafted and harvested produce from the lonely community pea-patch …