RURAL WRITES

| RURAL WRITES | G.A. SCHEINOHA CONTRIBUTOR What dwells inside which finds joy when we glimpse a statue? Not even talking high art here; Michelangelo’s David or the Venus de Milo. Perhaps this hearkens back to our childhood. When we played a game by the same name. A spinner gave everyone a whirl through a dizzying circle. However, they stopped, prone on the ground or in a crouch reflected