photo of the 18: there’s no place like home…
I was born on the prairie plains of Missouri, just shy of the Kansas border. Though I’ve lived around the world since, Dorothy was right – there’s no place like home. The stream of life flows just a bit slower out here, where a quilt of green stretches beneath an endless canvas of blue and […]
I was born on the prairie plains of Missouri, just shy of the Kansas border. Though I’ve lived around the world since, Dorothy was right – there’s no place like home. The stream of life flows just a bit slower out here, where a quilt of green stretches beneath an endless canvas of blue and […]