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Jul. 22nd, 2011
Scenes on the edge of a summer night
Jul. 22nd, 2011 10:26 pmDragonflies.
Fireflies.
A hawk gliding low and silent, chased by two smaller, screeching birds.
A bat, a little egg with stubby wings that I have christened "Errol." Could be one bat, or more than one. I see only one at a time, so however many there are, they're all Errol.
In the night, all bats are Errol.
Fireflies.
A hawk gliding low and silent, chased by two smaller, screeching birds.
A bat, a little egg with stubby wings that I have christened "Errol." Could be one bat, or more than one. I see only one at a time, so however many there are, they're all Errol.
In the night, all bats are Errol.
Scenes on the edge of a summer night
Jul. 22nd, 2011 10:26 pmDragonflies.
Fireflies.
A hawk gliding low and silent, chased by two smaller, screeching birds.
A bat, a little egg with stubby wings that I have christened "Errol." Could be one bat, or more than one. I see only one at a time, so however many there are, they're all Errol.
In the night, all bats are Errol.
Fireflies.
A hawk gliding low and silent, chased by two smaller, screeching birds.
A bat, a little egg with stubby wings that I have christened "Errol." Could be one bat, or more than one. I see only one at a time, so however many there are, they're all Errol.
In the night, all bats are Errol.