Steve Flynn, Sue Talbot and their daughter Madeline are off to the Gunflint Trail; we're watching little Mylo while they're gone. So far he's a no problem cutie!
Hello to everyone or anyone who's made their way here from anywhere in the ether. What's here? Mostly misspellings. Maybe a tune or two. Or a poem now and then, but not mine. And certainly not regular posts. Just occasional ramblings and a boon or two. As below.
Tuesday, December 27, 2005
Sunday, December 25, 2005
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
Emily Dickinson
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
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Now November
No warmth, no sun, no light, no shadow, no green, no chirping, no feet in river, November.
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