In the morning, my writing day begins with the sound of horses’ hooves and wagon wheels on the asphalt road. It sets the tone in a new and timeless way.
I am grateful for my new neighbors.
5
April
Out My Window
by Jon Katz
In the morning, my writing day begins with the sound of horses’ hooves and wagon wheels on the asphalt road. It sets the tone in a new and timeless way.
I am grateful for my new neighbors.
Is there an Amish schoolhouse close by?
Not yet