Is it done yet?

At my recent photography exhibition, the woman who has been like a mother to me for the last 20 years was reading my bio on the wall.  Glenna turned me and got mad over the fact that I did not mention the books I have either published or been published in. I never thought to…

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The Voice of a Meadowlark

You’re stopped on the High Plains of Texas, get out of your car and then you hear a call that sounds like a low throaty explosive chuck. Then the sound turns into a rich flute-like jumble of gurgling notes descending the music scale. If you are stopped anywhere in the High Plains of Texas along…

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