out in the high grass
a million crickets wail
"I'm alone! me!!
alone ... "
yet another 17 syllable writing exercise.
again the air is filled with their sound, night and day. still lots of hummingbirds, but not for long ...
a million crickets wail
"I'm alone! me!!
alone ... "
yet another 17 syllable writing exercise.
again the air is filled with their sound, night and day. still lots of hummingbirds, but not for long ...
mykel:
Crickets rule. Except when they come in the house. That's kind of stupid of them.
mykel:
Update more! 