Spring Fog and Fire on the Farm

“ Fog comes and wraps the trees with a baby’s soft white blanket. God swaddles the earth in hope.” Fog rises from the creek bed. It lifts off the farm ponds and creeps across the terra firma. It blankets the garden plot, hides fences, and camouflages the line of farm equipment parked along the north... Continue Reading →

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