Lying in the dirt
Everything is perfect
I visited friends this week who live about two hours northwest of Los Angeles. Their neighbors are citrus farms. Their refrigerator is always stuffed with good food. I needed time to write and sleep, time away from my routines. Of course, city worries followed. I took long walks by groves of orange trees …
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