Winter has arrived. It’s dark, quiet, and cold. This descent, however, is anything but arbitrary. What is being fertilized, and what is being taught? Has the bite from the pomegranate percolated wisdom?
Winter has arrived. It’s dark, quiet, and cold. This descent, however, is anything but arbitrary. What is being fertilized, and what is being taught? Has the bite from the pomegranate percolated wisdom?