Rain, Rain, Rain, Blessed Rain

“Man owes his existence to 1 inch of topsoil, and the fact that it rains” — Unknown When the rains softly taps on my metal roof in my little log cabin, I get this unrecognized nostalgia for something that must go way, way back in my psyche. The sound is comforting and soothing and makes […]

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