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.
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.