pantomime and palindrome

The road down to K & J's place in West Virginia was wet and winding, but hot soup and homebaked crackers were waiting when we arrived. The next day they baked bagels (breakfast), bread (lunch), and tortillas (dinner). I ground the beans for my morning coffee, with a mortar and pestle that J had carved. They live quality without question.

The mailman hefted two large boxes of seed to the back porch, and they hastened out to meet and greet. Out back they've already got two plots dug, one planted. Plans for grain behind the creek, vines, trees and bees. A place for boarders, the small schoolhouse could be a library...

Room to grow.

We explored local towns and wilderness, walked wordsmithery, were welcomed.