Another gloomy day in Georgia, I can only watch the clouds from the office window, and the kitties can only sit and stare at the growing bad weather. I do not complain about rain, ever, because Georgia and the whole South is still trying to recover from drought. There is something mesmerizing about the swirling dark skies and the trees swaying with the wind. Call me crazy for romanticizing a common storm! (photos from around our house today)
Short story - The Orchard Keeper
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The Orchard Keeper
by: Aleta Gay Grimball O'Brien
When people asked Eleanor how many trees she owned, she always answered
incorrectly.
“Thirty-two,” ...
3 days ago





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