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THE GOOD OLD GODS
So, it’s almost time for bed.
Then, I realize: I need a new
post for WestVirginiaVille,
because that concert is
over. It went pretty
darn well,
thank
you.
I
offer you
this gander down a long
road in the Zumwalt Prairie
in northeastern
Oregon.
Where I
hear tell, the gods –
the good Old Gods (and
the Goddesses) –
still live.
But
you should
know: They only come
out at dusk. Also,
when we’re not
looking.
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July 30, 2012 at 12:47 am
Pretty durned good gander! I hear the ruffle of feathers… a goose? Meow!