Our Hidden Wound

  Gene Logsdon (1992) I’m a hayseed, I’m a hayseed, and my ears are full of pigweed. How they flop in stormy weather— gosh oh hemlock, tough as leather… —From a children’s rhyme heard in the Midwest in the 1930s and forties. Most of us grew up in a society where farmer was often merely […] Via Gardening http://www.rssmix.com/