Mabon is a harvest festival and once I get home from here I’ll be doing the final harvest of my herbs. Also, Cleaning up garden beds of spent flowers, stocking up on bird and squirrel seed, pulling out warm throws for couches, decorating the house, going to the Apple farm for baking...
Buried in a Department of Agriculture report about wildlife killed by federal agents was word that an agent shot and killed a flying squirrel. Had the squirrel flown into restricted airspace? At least they spared his pal the talking moose!
Soon his attention meandered from the pant leg to his own hand, drawing in quick flat circles on the top meat of his hand close to his knuckles. The deep blue ink squirreling his flesh. As he made more, his focus funneled, growing more and more intense, more machined. I watched him...