I love the sound of the wind, no matter how often. The ducks of course remind me of Quacker--and how she'd fare among them. Also, near the end, "Comes a Stranger". What the others would do, but they didn't particularly react. Maybe she's no stranger after all, just a wanderer.
Yes we both were thinking of the farm, and particularly Quacker. Cecilia has taken us on a whirlwind tour of global dimension and I'm enjoying it as I know you are too. I've always been an arm-chair farmer, but now I find that in my dotage, I'm arm-chair travel too., thanks to Cecilia.
I love the sound of the wind, no matter how often. The ducks of course remind me of Quacker--and how she'd fare among them. Also, near the end, "Comes a Stranger". What the others would do, but they didn't particularly react. Maybe she's no stranger after all, just a wanderer.
Yes we both were thinking of the farm, and particularly Quacker. Cecilia has taken us on a whirlwind tour of global dimension and I'm enjoying it as I know you are too. I've always been an arm-chair farmer, but now I find that in my dotage, I'm arm-chair travel too., thanks to Cecilia.