Life Deep down in the holler, pick the tallest pine dig it real deep where the roots touch mine Shawshank, November 7, 2025 Good chilly morning. Podrick was a good boy this morning, and to me, felt like he was sucking crystals fingers mere inches from my ear. It was loud. I rolled out of bed, and closed the door behind me. I opened the curtains and got the kittens breakfast ready. I… Continue Reading