June 23, 2022June 23, 2022 / grumpygorman / Leave a comment watching rhythmicsway of an emptyday on the tip ofbranch, tapping ‘gainstwindowpane- wishing toplay. pixabay
May 31, 2022May 30, 2022 / grumpygorman / Leave a comment etched in parchedbark.. where nobodycan see, is a bond forthe ages– deepest ringin oldtree.
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