Sisyphus’ Aviary

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The flying saucer soars the sky of green grass (1975?) and Paul is tired of chopping trees. We walked through a muddy wet field, off the path, and a young buck jumped through the brush.

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I gave Etta a piggyback ride across the muck. The best for me was the small bridge, laying down for a minute, becoming still.

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