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3:31 a.m.


I hear my two Barred Owl friends talking in the distance. They won’t come near because Red Tailed Hawk claims the House as part of her nesting grounds. Why can’t everyone share?!

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Yellow Roses

If you are female friend, but not my wife,

I can’t ask you to be my Valentine
(Lest it cause me marital strife.) 😊

But know I love and care for you,
as good friends do.

So on this day of card and flower,
know that in my Heart I’m true,
and as it’s in my power,
I wish and hope the best for you!

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MyDay.jpg

Today,
my day was mostly black and white,
with a few shades of grey,
and a little bit of color here and there.

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Marina’s Sunset


Sometimes I meet people on the internet whose work is just interesting. This is my favorite picture from her site for this month.

Marina's Pic

Marina’s Sunset

I like it because it is very water-colory. Which attracts me most about her work. You can see more from this amazing woman at the link above.

 

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Every once in a while an Indian (read American Indian) will give a friend or family member a nickname. Sometimes these names are given just for fun, other times they are given to help that person be humble. “Dances With Wolves” comes to mind.

I actually know some of my aunts and uncles by their nicknames: Ishky, Bunny, and Boogens are three.

I told my wife that I finally figured out what her Indian nickname was.

“Well, what is it?”, she asked.

“Too Many Pillows”, I said.

She laughed… because she knew it was true.

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A Bear In Our Lair


I hear a bear growling in our lair.
Her rumble is everywhere!
It bounces off the walls and ceiling
leaving me unsettled feeling.

I can’t sleep.
Not a peep!

So I’m driven to my den
growling follows even then!

I hear it muted,
through floor and walls.
Smiling now the growling palls.

Now eyelids close,
and head drops down,
her growling pleasant susurround.

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I hear the crows converse,
I see the cloudy skies.

I feel it pleasantly cool outside,
in Red Lake.

How strange,

that I will miss the amusing sounds of the crows,
the melancholy overcast skies,
and the invigorating feel of the cool air,
when I return to someplace else
where I live.

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