Char PierceButtermilkOne foot hit the floor. Tick Tock. Two feet hit the floor. As each one of my children crawled from their pallet looking for something to…Jul 17, 2021Jul 17, 2021
Char PierceMy GardenEvery morning at dawn, I give my husband a peck, and I walk into my garden. I greet my tulips first, then my lily’s, pansy’s, buttercups…Jul 17, 2021Jul 17, 2021