poetic lines of wander and wonder
a beachcomber of Beauty a why-ing kid up with go-vision eyes stretching and out, rambling meandering rocky-rubble farm roads and roaming over creeks, through timber strands, brief forest, and out across pasture lands-- I discovered beautiful bits and lumps that matter --pebbles, stones, and rocks (especially when wet) and odd ugly ones, to boot on fun nature hikes wide-eyed adventures-- outside of our minor village in 50’s sou...
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