And they come with no warning,
nature loves her little surprises.
Continual crisis!

Wednesday, October 31, 2018

Happy Halloween

So you may think that I only decorate my yard for the holidays. Well, here's my office's meeting table.

The viel thins. Winter winds are gathering their strength. The storm bruised clouds gather on the horizon for a frontal assault on the gates of Summer. Light the fires, pray to your ancestors, and lift the mead horns. Grim faced we trudge to Winter. My blood sings the colors of the trees and calls to the brother crows.

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