Day 338

December 4, 2021

Freedom  Freedom Freedom

I did get a ride in today.  It was quite sweet.  The bblack horses were really close to the road so I got to use her as a model. And there was a large harrier, too.  At least I think its a harrier,  Look at that beak and tell me what you think.

No poetry tonight.  Haven't finished my advent writing, yet.  

I'm delving back into birthmother data.  It is difficult for me, but I seem to be a little more ready to look at it than I was in 2015.  

What makes the pomegranate so like the pomegranate?  Is it the burst or the tactile feeling?  Is it that one is eating a rare gem, faceted pieces of ruby with bursts of sour.

luscious?