Tag Archives: pre-cognition

when the chirrups stop – April 27

4.27.2015 things suddenly go quiet sharp crisp quiet at the sludge pond   when the chirrups stop, the spring frogs freeze.   something is there.   fox, coyote, predator perhaps a human has stepped too close   all bird trills, … Continue reading

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