A display perch of sorts; upon which from time to time, you will find the feathered plus the featherless. All are curious and all, in one form or another, sit just the other side of my window. He unexpected force of Her kick to my hunched sleeping form. Sent me free falling from our tree. I tumbled wildly upon nights air. Flying more like bat than bird I was that unsteady. Looming in my direct path was the too tall wall. Its single eye blinked white open.

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Monday, May 5, 2014. What is it, you ask? It is the chipmunk. Are racing around our yard and Krumbs loves every minute. It feels really great to be able to run and stretch outside after a long, awful winter. Tuesday, April 1, 2014.

Des trucs et des machins. Les traits sous les ongles. The raw side oh the force. They want me to dance and I get scared.

Climb a ladder up to the Sun.