Sunday. I worked until late last night, a deadline, I was distracted for a moment by another purple red day’s end. From my desk, I looked out, over and down the slope from 3000 feet to the pacific ocean 12 miles away. Clouds piled up purple, back lit red ; the walls inside my place […]
This letter was post marked 05 may 2007. Ben Harris now works and lives in NewYork State at an organic diary farm. I am glad that Ben is there observing what is right about our world.