There’s a pecking order, and I often forget that I’m part of it. Today I picked up two bantam (“small”) Serama roosters. Unlike Arjuna the Duck, these brothers are very familiar with humans and have displayed zero fear at my presence.
A Lone Blue Comet Meets A Greenhouse In The Desert
My typewriter carries so much history and meaning and symbolism that I’m not surprised it hasn’t found a stable “place” to quietly sit. There’s this desk on the bus I’ve been keeping out of the way. I’m afraid that guests might not like it, or that it might get in the way.