I found a feather on the drive, a very nice feather contributed by one of the ravens that lives over in the church grounds. I picked it up, deciding our good-luck troll, who collects such things, might have a Spokane raven feather for his collection.
Then I thought: bird flu. West Nile Virus.
And put it down.
And now I think, y'know, I'm going to find that feather and hand it to the troll.
The world isn't half as dangerous as television watchers believe. Oh, sure, I know a dozen places you can get s
Published on July 13, 2009 21:40