A bird on our roof. In the middle of winter.
A pretty little bird, too.
Not much in the way of poly-syllabic words from me, right now.
Halloween, cutting dead out of the sick tree, a landmark destroyed in the face of progress and civilization, and wind in the yellow g...
2 comments:
Kia ora Adam,
He looks deep in Thought. Keep fighting the Good Fight brother! Kia kaha.
Rangimarie,
Robb
Say it succinctly.
(And he's a fat little thing for this time of year, too.)
pop
Post a Comment