A whistling woman and a crowing hen, Are neither fit for God nor men. Gram told me this many, many years ago after she’d heard me whistling. I didn’t pay much attention (though it’s not like whistling is my life or anything), but it’s stuck in my head for thirty years. I recall distinctly the […]

Photograph Kinda gritty voice. I haven’t a clue what he’s saying and don’t really care, but it sounds nice.