
Porch Memoirs Part 1
I sit on the porch watching the sun slowly settling down for a night’s sleep. I can hear the birds rushing to their nests, their clamorous chirping and frantic whirring.… Read more Porch Memoirs Part 1 →
I sit on the porch watching the sun slowly settling down for a night’s sleep. I can hear the birds rushing to their nests, their clamorous chirping and frantic whirring.… Read more Porch Memoirs Part 1 →
People are forgotten for most parts of their lives, cast to shadows only to be remembered and exalted in their deaths.