The more I see of San Francisco, the more content I am with raising chickens. Laura Ingalls Wilder Before we moved from Tuscaloosa, AL, I was sitting in the doctor’s office waiting to be seen. It was concerning Charlotte. Of course, I didn’t know her name at the time because she would not make her debut for two more years. My heart was sinking. I wanted out of the traffic, a country life that gave me space, and another baby; […]
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