Miriam Traher
Coming Home by Miriam Traher  Image: I love the land, walking the fields, the road outside our door, the majesty, the feeling of immensity that holds us and gives us a sense of home. These memories are collected. How the light in the dark of the winter mornings sneaks across the fields, bringing them into view. And a luscious mauve, purple sweater I bought in love I will never forget.
I love the land, walking the fields, the road outside our door, the majesty, the feeling of immensity that holds us and gives us a sense of home. These memories are collected. How the light in the dark of the winter mornings sneaks across the fields, bringing them into view. And a luscious mauve, purple sweater I bought in love I will never forget.