The hour was late and the night was cold. I thrust my digging utensil of choice, the spoon I took from Peirce (but will give back), into the moist earth. 338 more words
Tags » The Future
A lot of people are rightfully concerned about the future, primarily due to the pressures being put on our environment by growth and development.
I’ve thought about this over many moons and it’s one of those rare ocassions where I believe that the choice is black or white. 147 more words