With caution, the majestic animal enters upon the deforested landscape. Ears twitch, nostrils flare, head high ranges left, then right. Eyes are wide, attuned to the slightest movement. There are few sounds, light is fading. The scent of man lingers, but nothing moves. Upon the air, the stench of beer and something else . . . Yes, the mouth-watering aroma of pizza. The stag moves forward. Many human annoyances are to be avoided, but not pizza. |
• Posted: Oct 15, 2007 22:34:29
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Friday, April 20th, 2007 Paoli IN USA |