"A wise old owl sat on an oak;
The more he saw the less he spoke;
The less he spoke the more he heard;
Why aren't we like that wise old bird?"
(above, baby owl sweater just finished for Mattie)
The moon is still full this morning,
and
I can hear Neil Young singing, Harvest Moon.
But like the wise old owl, today, I hope that my stillness
speaks volumes.
To quote the great man:
"Come a little bit closer, hear what I have to say."
Love you,
Me


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