"Touching
the earth is a lovely thing…"
The wisdom
of the Cherokees
It was mid-day, I was stretched out on the ground in the middle of my front yard, with young Harry sprawled on the ground in front of me,
I showed him how the skunks had dug up my turf overnight to eat the grubs living just beneath the green, he was fascinated, I was fascinated, touching the earth was a thrill….
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