Tuesday, April 28, 2026

Birds of a feather and

  I only shoot squirrel. 

  The Queen leaned towards a grandchild and expressed a question.  Will they explain? 

  The youth had prepared some artistic reflections on how the world was seeming.  

  "She cares." A child said loudly to a wall of grownups who didn't seem to be paying attention since, first, we needed to overcome shyness. 



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Birds of a feather and

  I only shoot squirrel.    The Queen leaned towards a grandchild and expressed a question.  Will they explain?    The youth had prepared so...