It smells like beauty here. I rolled the window down an inch and let the wind mess up my hair. I just spent a half hour with a flat iron fighting the frizz but I don’t care much. The dirt and mushroom odor slid in over the glass while a […]
Forest Commuter Poetry Not Fast Enough Two small quick birds flared in my headlights (finches, I think). I hoped for them and felt no impact. Drove on to town and parked to get my coffee. I forgot to to check the grille. I Brake for Deer […]