Gloomy, cloudy and 62 today-I may back to the woods for awhile as soon as I finish some research for a job-early this morning I was sitting in front of the ruins of an old cabin in a thicket, watching the squirrels, and it was so quiet I could hear them picking through the leaves on the ground looking for acorns.
Obama’s lazy, pampered minions
Move the chairs around on deck
Ignoring the large icebergs ahead
That are about to cause a wreck
As they pursue ludic pastimes,
Laugh loudly and just pretend
Their living on the taxes paid
By we plebs is about to end
There’ll be hardly anyone paying
When there are fewer jobs each day-
With no one left to support them
I hope they shut up and go away
A+++your walks sound lovely!