Cloudberry

We got more snow here today- more like slush on snow. I love winter but can't wait for green things and foraging and all the bugs and critters!

Clearly not pleased *^*!

It’s easier to remain silent for someone whose words only ever got twisted. (spoke in other forms though) Running from what? Nothing. And everything. Until they fell off the edge - or flew- and plunged into an epiphany where words can’t even translate, can’t touch you. “Don’t you come looking for me” on the wind.