I think it annoys God if you walk by the color purple in a field somewhere and don’t notice it. –Alice Walker an excerpt from Woodland Mantiou by Heidi Barr It was late fall the year that my daughter was eight months old and didn’t care for the practice of...
an excerpt from Woodland Mantiou by Heidi Barr Two weeks ago, a lanky man and his assistant rambled up to the house bearing silver stove pipes and ladders and left two hours later as we gazed at our newly installed wood stove. We got it from a guy across the river...
by Heidi Barr, author of Woodland Manitou I walk through the tall grass toward the place where the water bubbles out of the ground, cold as ice and clear as fresh air. To get here, you have to drive down a winding back road and pull off ot the side of it to...
