by Deb Farris | May 30, 2017 | Musings
Wildflowers scattered the banks on both sides of us as we drove down the familiar road to the cabin. With his head out the window, he could taste the air’s sweetness, and panted and breathed in great gulps of it. I watched him in the mirror as his dark eyes...
by Deb Farris | May 3, 2015 | Musings, Uncategorized
You are Wounded Caged, deceived Barren Naked Wars, rumors, quakes Famines Live within Release You Find Me Intimacy Unchained I Am Complete I Am Forgiveness ...
by Deb Farris | Dec 21, 2013 | Family, Uncategorized
I could see Holy Hill, the highest point in our part of the state, from my bedroom window at the farm. It was like a beacon when surrounded by the setting sun. At Christmas time, I would lie in bed and look out at it, searching for Santa’s sleigh—my eyes...
