The other night, I was driving my car - the only car on a long, winding road - high, jagged, ice-age rocks and dense clusters of towering pine trees behind …
Writer, storyteller, lover of curious beauty, people and things
Writer, storyteller, lover of curious beauty, people and things
The other night, I was driving my car - the only car on a long, winding road - high, jagged, ice-age rocks and dense clusters of towering pine trees behind …
