The property Molly and I own is an unruly 10 or so acres of undulating hillside. There’s hardly an ounce of flat ground to be had, which means a perpetual low-grade uncertainty of your footing. It’s a subtle, uneasy, tension. Standing or walking, it’s a subroutine always running in the back of your mind.1
This has made any achievement in creating flat gro…
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