Drifting Off

A crescent moon smiles
Settling into the west
Pulling up the night.

Liz Adamshick

Hello friends! Here's what I do: I write, make things (books, quilts, garden art, dinner), facilitate conversations with large and small groups about stuff that matters and do my best to be a good and kind human. Let’s chat!

http://www.welcometonakedacres.squarespace.com
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