Kasarah Bruni enjoy a trip to the museum. Tim Johnson

Saturday, December 5, 2020

December arrives and the rush begins, but it doesn't have to. The gift of nature has already been given, wrapped in early sunsets, the crunch of sand beneath brawny boots, trees waving hello from the horizon line. Breathe in, breathe out. Chop wood, carry water.


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