After an eternity of seeking the sudden threshold of seeing and finding leaves one filled with a strange paradox of ecstasy and grief. I was born to see. ↗
Here’s a little jingle I wrote about mulch:
Mulch--sprinkle, sprinkle,
dance, dance, use it with
a friend, and use it
on your plants. (Not a paid advertisement by the mulching industry) ↗
America is a country founded on guns. It's in our DNA. It's very strange but I feel better having a gun. I really do. I don't feel safe, I don't feel the house is completely safe, if I don't have one hidden somewhere. That's my thinking, right or wrong. ↗