I was made to be wide-eyed all the days of my life.
Thursday, April 12, 2012
Remembering
A friend recently reintroduced me to Wendell Berry the poet farmer man. His work is a breath of fresh air, that smells a lot like clean, honest ground soil. I've been refreshed by his reminding me to remember lately. "What we need is here."
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