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Mar 11, 2022
Transporting myself to my Peaceweaver Farm in response to Adrienne Beaumont’s visualization prompt.
Wearing a white cotton nightgown covered with a long red fringed Capote, I walk down the icy hill to the shelter on the back of the big old barn.
After tossing bales of hay to the cows and gathering eggs, I sit with the donkeys. I sing their favorite song, and they come over and cuddle me. I stand up so Luna can move her head under my left arm and Datura on my…
