By Trula on
July 13th, 2008
Dried up creek bed in the woods behind the house. When my mother-in-law was a little girl, this was full of running water. There is a natural ebb and flow to our world. I live the way I do to help, in my small part, keep things this way.
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Jul 13th, 2008 at 7:12 pm
good point, about the natural ebb and flow of nature…