I save worms in the street that got confused and came up through a crack in the asphalt
bees fall off the motorcycle rider and wiggle around, I get em and take them somewhere cool and quiet to make it or not
I give the crows hot dogs
Blue Jays are burning through my blueberries at a clip twice last year's' but...I give them up, I have to co-operate, tell a bird no, see how far you get. I get yelled at in bird.
cats,cats,cats...I like them fine, we are dogless right now, we are still using the neighbors' and relatives' dogs for fun, and no current resident assures cat security, it won't last...
peanuts appeared in everyone's yard because I give them to squirrels and the thieving Blue Jays grab them and then fly off and drop them here and there, but peanut shells don't crack like walnuts so I got them some of those.
There is a flock of abandoned pigeons around here, doves maybe. They coo. I like that sound.
Why Not?
I like the noisy-ass woodpecker on the telephone pole, there is a tree beetle that eats birch trees drifting down from the north,
I got a 600-year-old Douglas Fir tree right outside, right now, and I think I would be really upset if anything bad ever happens to it, she was ok when I got here and she still is...
I have an ancient, almost ancient, rifle that only fires one round at a time. You have to open it up, take out the spent shell, and put in a new round, 308 calibers, used last as a noise maker on the New Year train one year.
I only ever get mad enough to hit anything anymore if I am mercilessly provoked, don't do it
That was the last time I loaded it lately.
I will now begin guitar lessons, maybe. Spanish,too.
lies I tell myself, those, both of those are right above here,
I do not have an up arrow on the keyboard, is it legal to get one?
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