this is a view from down the road. i live on top of the hill. i like here. it is very peaceful. everyone around me is a farmer. there are a few people who come and stay for the summer. they go away like the humming birds.
winter here is rough. the wind blows at night. it sounds like a train hitting the house. i can hear the highway when i go outside. the sound softens in the summer because i think maybe the leaves and plant life mutes it.
the air is clear and i can really like that after living on unhappy long island. i am healing.
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