Lopping

Traveling, Marandering, Lopping across pristine hills, Two young Iowan vopine in nature, Red coats, Two the only ones to this point in time I saw, Thanks to Walt Disney or Discovery, Thankyou Great Spirit for sharring, Two young fox, Together they sprinted, One crossed the road, Tother stayed back, Must have been a play date,Continue reading “Lopping”

Chapter 2b,A year down yonder by Richard Peck

Love this writer