At the far end of town, where the Grickle-grass grows and the wind smells slow-and-sour when it blows and no birds ever sing excepting old crows… is the Street of the Lifted Lorax Everyone has books they remember as “making
Thanks Mom and Dad, for all the Music
I’ve always loved music. Just about any music really, though I’ve spent the most time studying American music and Medieval/Early music. Needless to say, my iTunes playlists are pretty diverse. And every now and then I have music that shows