I have had the radio off for over a year. The only way to fend off the nation's toxic political climate is to plant my own garden metaphorically speaking. I start each morning feeding my animals making coffee and reading the wisdom of the ages and poets and I gather inspiration and place it here. This is my glittery trail.
(Just like a slug that leaves a glittery slime trail.)
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