The Word Grower


I heard whispers of a new beginning

New ideas, crafty notions and lofty aspirations come to us in mysterious ways. Sometimes we attribute revelations to a brief moment of clarity. Others arrive when our senses are working in the perfect state of harmony. But maybe the kind of inspiration that…

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Dormancy is an illusion

The wind is howling outside; the air is so crisp it bites me as I make the daily trek out to the barn. I gasp for breath, fighting the assault that comes with the frigid air. I’m bundled up with…

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