The HH decided the Charlie Brown tree needed some cardinals.
AND speaking of the HH....As everyone knows gun violence has reached epic proportions in the U.S. One that recently made the national news hit too close too home. It took place where a relative, who is dear to us, works. Sadly, she knew one of the people that was murdered. In response he wrote this:
Aftermath
In the early spring, behind the
shadow
Of children who have ventured out
Among apple blossoms
To find a new definition of laughter,
Comes a trigger.
Deep in the grassy clearing
where two lovers
Have lost all sense of separation
From the gentle wind that enfolds
them,
Comes a powder flash.
In a quiet café, interwoven
With the gentle conversation of two
friends who,
In their open honesty,
Have only a trifling need for words
to convey thoughts,
Comes the tearing of souls.
And in the ensuing wreckage we are left
Searching for reassurance
That what we once had,
We can have again,
Ending the horror,
Silencing the desperate lamentation.
Michael
Cox
On a lighter note:
This is sooo cute:
Thanks, Rye.
These pictures were taken Sunday morning. One foot here. Two in the mountains. 500 accidents across the state.