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Seasonal Poetry & Prose: 'The Message of the Rain', by Norman H. Russell
When i was a child i was a squirrel a bluejay a fox and spoke with them in their tongues climbed their trees dug their dens and knew the...


Seasonal Poetry & Prose: 'Feed The Birds', by Sylvia Spencer
Birds of Britain, I watch them fly high beautiful birds as they wing to the sky. They are a star studded spangle of gracious charm. A...


Observation about the nature of Piskies (Pixies)
I always understood the Piskies to be little people. A great deal was said about ghosts in this place. Whether or not Piskies are the...
