Ham With Mustard Is A Meal Of

Truthfulness So Often Goes With Ruthlessness.

What A Tiny List Of Friends I Have! All My Fault. I Less And Less Want To See People.

We Were Restless For Ages...after A While I Heard An Owl Hooting And Calmed Myself By Thinking Of It Flying Over The Dark Fields – And Then I Remembered It Would Be Pouncing On Mice. I Love Owls, But I Wish God Had Made Them Vegetarian.

Rose Doesn’t Like The Flat Country, But I Always Did – Flat Country Seems To Give The Sky Such A Chance.

I Am A Restlessness Inside A Stillness Inside A Restlessness.