As I wake a heavy frost encircles my home. My family huddles against the cold. Wrapped against the coming dread, I begin my labor.
A New Day: Four
Rocky Mountain Musing
Philosophy and Poetry for the Mountains
As I wake a heavy frost encircles my home. My family huddles against the cold. Wrapped against the coming dread, I begin my labor.
It's a writers world, a world that seeks to explore and entertain
Philosophy and Poetry for the Mountains
Required weekly reading for the modern guardsman
A Global Divergent Literary and Aesthetic Collective
Reading Into Everything.
Rocky Mountain Musing 