Mid-July Tripod Lookout
around the rock island butterflies aggregating rubbing antennae two robins attacking a squirrel in white bark pine for collected nuts […]
around the rock island butterflies aggregating rubbing antennae two robins attacking a squirrel in white bark pine for collected nuts […]
They are hard to find, the strike anywhere kind with the white tip you taught me to light against the
They are modestly proud of it Their bomb crater, behind the greenhouses They lead visitors out through the re-grown grove
A new computer program was put in at work Designed to track work from the point of creation of service
What we get from this adventure is just sheer joy. And joy is, after all, the end of life. —George
after Galway Kinnell The man peeling sweet potatoes on Easter morning looks frustrated, as though this is a task best