I have committed to participating in the National Month of Small Stones (read about it at A River of Stones, here). This will be a real challenge for me. Rather than my usual lengthy missives, I will be reigning in my writing muses and only writing a tiny nugget to capture what I've observed. The key is being open and aware, and noting the moment when it comes. For those of you who will miss my usual rambling, I'll be including a link to favorite "oldies" that I've written -just click on the red oldie title and the link will take you there.
Today's Small Stone...
They joked about her
being carried off by baboons
and made their queen...
little knowning she'd much prefer
the company of red-assed monkeys
over silly self-righteous hens.
Favorite Oldie...
Do Be Do Be Do
Soooo funny. Love you Barb. Red-assed monkeys... snort!
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ReplyDeletealong the North Fork
of the Snoqualmie River
I watched the Osprey
feed their young.
You live in inspiring country, Barb. I love your blog.
Loving this post-
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