Dallas Lore Sharp Quotes

When the April wind wakes the call for the soil, I hold the plough as my only hold upon the earth, and, as I follow through the fresh and fragrant furrow, I am planted with every foot-step, growing, budding, blooming into a spirit of spring.
Dallas Lore Sharp
Dallas Lore Sharp

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