"Blurtso walks to Walden"




Hmmm, thought Blurtso. The cooling air makes the grass smell sweet… and the sounds more distinct. A raven… an owl… the crack of an axe... and the quickening pulse of the crickets.


Posted by Alan Davison at 10/24/2010 1:06 AM
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