I remember…
…sitting on the back porch at the big house watching the birds and trying to identify them in your bird book.
Swiss philosopher/composer Jean-Jacques Rousseau (1712-1778)
Days of absence
Sad and dreary,
Clothed in sorrow’s dark array.
Days of absence
I am weary;
She I love is far away.
Days of Absence
October 1, 2011 by James Browning
