Monday, April 3, 2017. Willow was the height of rad kitty, if only her restlessness had never got the better of her. This Pigeon was not only endowed with both legs but also cunning.

We all know that the economy is not as good as it used to be. Many people are sitting at home and looking through paper or surfing on web just for a minimum wage job. In fact, the unemployment rate is at the highest in 26 years and still climbing. Hope you all get jobs soon.

Flashing Lights on My Flooding Streets. Asking me to float their way. Sky being outlined with white light. I wonder if I will be outlined with this white light. Oh this street is so desirable, makes me feel sick with feeling of hopelessness. The white light has left me.

I have a new memory. Golden grass, in a lake bed dried with too many summers. But it was April in February, too warm to not enjoy. And a dog hopping along to see the ahead that we could so easily make out. The little streams, green with swimming grass, and slowly flowing for spring. Leaping across into the earth, still too wet with memories of where it once drowned to hold our feet firmly. How was it for you? Walking along where men made a lake.