Poetry for the soul.
Friday, and a Private Peek. This week’s blogs have brought back a lot of memories for me. About the old farmhouse in Cowden, to start with. And then I got to thinking about when we used to live in California, back in the early 90’s. The kids’ Dad was a lawyer in the US Army, so we lived on base at Fort Ord, Monterey for a little while. Our lad Mark was born there actually, on base in 1992. It…