The big barn as the sun is setting.
Tick-tock. Tick-tock. Tick- tock. I’m listening to Grandpa’s 150 year old mantel clock. (This post was written on Tuesday, September 17.) Leaning back in an old, floral, upholstered chair with my laptop, I view Grandpa’s big, green roofed barn out the window of the old, farmhouse window. Continue reading
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