I live on a sea of sand and alkali patches, in a barren desert, at the far end of a small sprawling community in Northern Nevada. Desolate, wind swept country. This is my hard won slice of paradise. Against all odds, I cultivate trees, flowers, vegetables, peace and contentment. This is my garden in the sun.
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
We all have to sing our own song
Whether beautifully or a little off key
We all need a flock where we can belong
Whether that is thousands flying together or just two or three.