The forked tree shadow resembled fingers poking along the street. I preferred to think that it resembled fingers instead a huge bird footprint, which it also resembles. I would hate to end up being a morsel in a horror movie called “The Chicken’s Revenge.”
Retired physician with interests in writing, photography, music, and astronomy. I have written multiple stories of life experiences, travel, and astronomy, and have been playing the ukulele for 10 years. My wife Fairy and I travel frequently to the Pacific Islands of Hawaii, and French Polynesia, and I have learned several of their native-language songs.
This blog will be a forum to share experiences with family and friends.
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