Curled up in your arms, watching something and trying not to fall asleep.
A trundle bed on my little brother’s floor.
A space filled with art prints and knick knacks and well preserved books. 294 more words
Today I was walking by the irrigation ditch trying to get my 10,000 steps in for the day. Last week it was full of cool rushing water but this week there was nothing; the water diverted for some other farmers fields probably to nourish the long rows of walnut or peach trees that rise out of this fertile ground like rockets waiting for a signal to launch. 352 more words