Tag Archives: ” Kent Haruf

Feed the Fire

Winter is coming and I know this because my lizard brain, the primitive part that regulates breathing, balance, coordination, and survival has kicked in. The Second Street owls are already thinking ahead to mating which typically happens in January and … Continue reading

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Singing Plainsong

If given the choice, I think I would prefer to die towards the end of winter during that bleak time when you think that the cold and snow will never go… when your bones will never warm… when if you fell, your … Continue reading

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