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well armed

in the mornings i greet my day every day with prayer and contemplation. and i am used to having an armed guard in attendance. The Nahuati¬†called you Turtle Rabbit, but their numbers have diminished of late. i thought it was … Continue reading

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Army Dilly Oh!

all day i see armadillos: who knew they could sit up?   there are just older than baby ones at the edges of the swamp — and then playing in captivity on my screen captivating me, then smashed on the … Continue reading

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