Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Wild Time Coming

There's a new moon in Scorpio
and the squirrels are running frantic.

It's freezing now at night and witches
are flying like bats.

Let's just hide out until it's over.
Or, maybe, dance until we fall down.


  1. What a wonderful scene you paint. I think I'll join the dance.

  2. terrific!

    ...the colder it gets...the more i feel like dancing!


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