I can’t stop thinking about Salvador’s one pair of jeans.
~ Reflections on place, loss, and the wild beneath our skies and skin—the understory, the mulch, and the grief and bliss of living in these times. ~
~ Reflections on place, loss, and the wild beneath our skies and skin—the understory, the mulch, and the grief and bliss of living in these times. ~
I can’t stop thinking about Salvador’s one pair of jeans.