
Things I Find on My Walk #5
Perhaps it was a toddler, drunk on Welch’s grape juice and graham crackers, who in a blurry-eyed attempt to get home, flew off the road, landing in this pile of mulch. Continue reading
Perhaps it was a toddler, drunk on Welch’s grape juice and graham crackers, who in a blurry-eyed attempt to get home, flew off the road, landing in this pile of mulch. Continue reading
NaBloPoMo DAY 12: I must confess that I did not find Raggedy Ann on my walk. But my friend, Trisha, did while on hers. Poor Raggedy Ann. She didn’t ask to be left behind. In fact, she didn’t want to … Continue reading