Rambling and writing through life, without an itinerary.
Doesn't seem fair. I see squirrels and sparrows on my drives.
"Poetry in Motion" is I will say.
Poetry, Warren? The moose is an animal that looks like it was designed by a committee.
It is weird, isn't it? That happens on our narrow little gravel driveway -- no moose of course, but Shaddy's squirrels along with deer that seem to leap out in front me and those nutty turkeys. I'm like, "What did I do?"