Poetry, memoir,blogs and photographs from my world on the west coast of Canada.
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
I am identifying here with the slug, as that is the pace my body would like to be moving at today. Lowering gray January skies, rain that has the river lipping the top of its banks, and I'd love to curl up like a winter bear and snooze the day away.
However, I have a job to do today, so off I go. Those turtles will just have to keep out of my way :) Have a good one, kids. See you later. When I get home I'll come see what you have been up to.