Methusela’s Musings – Gramp’s Pipe Part 1
The children had gathered in a semicircle around Gramp’s rocking chair. The fire was burning and crackling, playing shadow puppets on the wall of the humble little cabin by the lake. As usual for this time of night, Gramps sat in his rocking chair which swayed gently to the rhythm of his feet on the … More Methusela’s Musings – Gramp’s Pipe Part 1