It’s wild out here. Predictable and unpredictable in the same different minute. I never know who or what will buzz or fly by – and the wind is his own world, teasing and disappearing on a whim. The other morning I found a gold…
It’s wild out here. Predictable and unpredictable in the same different minute. I never know who or what will buzz or fly by – and the wind is his own world, teasing and disappearing on a whim. The other morning I found a gold…