Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
When the Santa Anas rage across the desert floor they fell even mighty saguaros who’ve lived for many decades. Howling and roaring they march, creating a wall of dust as jackrabbits run for their sheltered nests. Hairy tarantulas scurry to their burrows, diving underground to avoid… Continue Reading “Monsoons”
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