Imagine 20 below zero, the wood lot stark and bare in the glistening sun. A trail of small tracks a country mile to withered corns stalks in deep snow from the trees. An ear abandoned halfway there, and twenty fire fox squirrels, fat with fur in February, playing love in the branches against the blue sky.
Questions, unquestioned discoveries, and answers in parable and rhyme…. This collection records a journey starting with a 1960s retrospective and the first man on the moon, moving to a new millennium welcomed in with a terrorist spin, family crises,
Ron
Newfie Hugs, Rose
Nice one.
Eyes water up throat closed down
Cousin laughs ass off
Enjoyed Patrick
~Christine~
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Georg
Regis