"If I had my child to raise over again....I'd see the oak tree in the acorn more often" --Diane Loomans
Monday, September 30, 2013
belong on a farm. I'm never lonesome here like I used to be in town.
You remember what sad spells I used to have, when I didn't know what was
the matter with me? I've never had them out here. And I don't mind
work a bit, if I don't have to put up with sadness." --excerpt from My
Antonia, by Willa Cather