On the Road Again

We may never know why the chicken crossed the road, but here’s a few possible motives for some other animals:

The bear barrels across it to find better berries.

The deer flies across the road to escape the deer flies.

The snake slithers across the road to shed its skin.

The hare hops across the road to habitate more holes.

Though they each cross the road for different reasons and with different modes of locomotion, they all have one common goal in mind: to get to the other side without encountering man. Could that go for chickens, too?

–Photos by aaron and me

My Shop

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If I had a shop

I would fill all the shelves

With amethyst angels

And emerald elves,

Black onyx panthers

With rubies for eyes,

Lithe topaz fairies

As blue as the skies.

I’d have cool turquoise turtles,

Buddhas of jade,

And solid gold snails

With diamonds in-laid.

There’d be tiger’s eye lions

And quartz crystal cats,

Peridot puppies

And sapphire bats.

Yes, if I had a shop

I would light up the scene

With a great chandelier

Made of aquamarine.

 

(revised from 10/17)