My younger son and I are visiting the family farm for a week. It was once Grandpa and Grandma Aldrich’s farmhouse. Now, my retired parents live there. It is a place that figures prominently in my fiction because most of what I know about rural farm life comes from there. Hollyhocks and tiger lilies grow there, Corn and soybeans grow there too. The sky is laughing blue in sunshine.
Farm and Home
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