Tag: farm

unthreading the messy knot

My suspicions of what would happen if I just let myself loose into the world were confirmed, indefinitely, in the two free months I’ve had since I left home seven months ago. I would spend all the money, drink all the beer (like, all of it),…

a true lover’s love

I’ve been unexplainably in love with horses for as long as I can remember, but not in the way a true lover loves. More like in the way I loved Benny “The Jet” Rodriguez in The Sandlot: from afar. I would never meet Benny, because…

musings of a meanderer

I spent a few childhood summers roaming the pastures of my grandparents farm with my brother and sister. We used to entertain ourselves by flinging manure from the freshest cow pies at each other, daring one another to touch the fence, just to see…

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