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Calendar :: 'mouse

Juan lived in a world where his computer and desktop planner insisted he accept the constructs “Saturday” and “February 16, 2008,” but for a brief and wonderful time that morning while he sipped his coffee and sat on the back porch smelling the new day, it was “the day a V of loudly honking Canadian geese winged northward” and that was all the calendar he needed to know.

    TAGS:  calendars, geese, structure

Grateful for the knowledge that the geese were on their way north, Keith pulled on a cap.

    TAGS:  feces, geese

Little Bear lay on his back in the meadow, just a little too warm in his new winter coat, watching the geese winging southward in the crisp autumn sky and couldn’t help but comment to no one in particular, “That looks like extremely hard work, I think I’ll take a nap.”

    TAGS:  Little Bear, Autumn, naps, geese


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