'And now, comrades, I will tell you about my dream of last night. I cannot describe that dream to you. It was a dream of the earth as it will be when Man has vanished. But it reminded me of something that I had
This is my farm. It is not very big, but its beautiful. On my farm, there are many animals living their happy life.In the middle, there is a pond. A fountain is in the pond. Near the pond, there are some flowers blossoming. On the right, there are some dogs, pigs, fish, sheep...
Filled with field maple, hazel, blackthorn, hawthorn, spindle, alder, dog rose, dogwood, elder, and hornbeam it runs along the north side of the pond, bisecting this field to connect back up toward the hedge along the boundary stone wall. We call it Jim’s Patch. Jim was a much loved...
The sound clip I heard in Mike’s bedroom from Driving Miss Daisy has been described to me as a “download” in as much as I was physically too distant to hear the sound naturally and received the sound by some extra-auditory method, which allowed me to hear it within my mind’s ear...
big part of the farm. My dad takes care of them. He milks the cows every day. I sometimes help him. I remember once, I was trying to milk a cow for the first time. I was so nervous. I sat there, looking at the cow and not knowing what to do. The cow just stared at me ...
Greg, Jimmy and Connie Belta Caruso are not taking the money and running. They’re slowly crafting a plan for 7 new homes. They’re maintaining almost 5 acres of open space. They’re grading the property with a keen eye to runoff, including a retention pond. They’re reusing nearly ever...