The Hermit Artist
As a hermit, I’m not overly fond of places like malls, freeways clogged with cars, public schools, or even the grocery store at 5:15 pm or within about 3 days of any major holiday. I’m ok with silence in the car while I’m driving so I can process my thoughts, and certainly ok with working…
I’m half pre-occupied, with the smells of corn relish coming in from the kitchen. I’m trying something new and hoping that I can put up these jars of grilled corn on the first try. But I also want to go out in the back and work on our fledgling chicken tractor that soon, will house…
