Big Sur, California. Highway 80.
Big Sur, California. Highway 80. (My new story had begin. I hope it become worthwhile.) A Chapter by Coyote Poetry I arrived in the California in early January of 1992. I returned from… Continue reading
Big Sur, California. Highway 80. (My new story had begin. I hope it become worthwhile.) A Chapter by Coyote Poetry I arrived in the California in early January of 1992. I returned from… Continue reading
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The Michigan Spring First warm day of Spring today. The sun is bright, nearing seventy degrees. My world is quiet and the warm day tempt me to find, a hidden… Continue reading
Happy Wednesday. Two of great books of my youth. I hope everyone is keeping busy and being safe.