Spirits in the Trees and Other Lessons from the Back Patio - Iowa Source
The summers of my childhood were built upon expressions of wonder that rolled over fields and skittered across ponds, where “the future” didn’t exist because the present was so absorbing and delicious and deserving of one’s deepest attention. What followed it was a mystery—one to be quickly dismissed. There was grass, sky, bicycles, baseballs, TV| Iowa Source - Iowa's Enlightening Magazine
