April was a month of goodbyes at my house. Everyone already knows I lost my twenty-some year old tree. The yard just doesn’t look the same without it. It’s depressing out front. Strangely enough my next door neighbor (the nice one on the other side) told me how great the yard looks without the tree. …
It passes fast when seasons change One minute warm, and then it’s not Leaving work in the dark is strange Not my fave, but it’s all I’ve got I miss my squirrels the most, though By the time I get home, they’ve gone Back to their nests and where they go Not to see them, …
http://esengasvoice.wordpress.com/2013/09/15/eses-weekly-shoot-quote-challenge-bare/ My land is bare of chattering folk; the clouds are low along the ridges, and sweet’s the air with curly smoke from all my burning bridges. Dorothy Parker, SANCTUARY
