Riddle me this: Because of the heavy acorn crop, next summer we will see more roses. And this: the oak forest moves north on corvid wings.
Daily short takes from an Appalachian hollow
Riddle me this: Because of the heavy acorn crop, next summer we will see more roses. And this: the oak forest moves north on corvid wings.
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I had to look up the word corvid. I like when I am confronted with a word I don’t already know the meaning of.
Oh good! Not one of most poetic entries, but you can’t be inspired all the time.