MOUSE – unshakable humility

The Angel that presided o’er my birth
Said ‘Little creature, form’d of joy and mirth,
Go, love without the help of anything on earth.’

William Blake

 

The fall season seems to offer new experiences.  Most recently, it was a rare sighting in our neighborhood.  We expect to see the deer eating the ivy, spiderwebs spanning across open spaces and squirrels hiding acorns.  In the fall there is an occasional family of wild turkeys walking along the street, yet our year-round rodents usually remain inv...