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Tuesday, April 14, 2020
When The shit storm Hits And we feel Like we're about To fall off The edge Of the earth When the world Is in flames Burning up Out here In space When it seems Everything Is over Like there is no Tomorrow What Can we do Can we be Out here In space
For almost three decades I was a shepherd, herding goats and riding horses, as well as growing a large organic garden which helped feed me as well as quite a few others. Now I'm older, still growing the big garden but no longer a shepherd (which I truly miss). With the extra time (no longer shepherding, milking goats, wrangling and riding horses) I write more, although I've been a writer since I was a teenager. My other great 'artistic' loves are photography (digital these days) and playing music on my keyboard, guitar and accordion. Life is good, living in my little cabin on the side of this big lonely mountain where grizzly bears and mountain lions keep company with all the other Earth Spirits.
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