Ojitos verdes que todo lo ven.
Pregnant mares lazily grazing a field while the sun patiently waits to set, a pregnant pause mute with meaning.
Bruno is going through puberty and has been marking his territory everywhere; even in inside houses, yes.
I'm directing my first ever play. It's called Bearclaw and its a one act drama written by Timothy Mason.
The winds of change are rustling the leaves, blowing warm in the summer evening.