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…and so, the diminutive mollusk began her tale. |
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The tern was all ears |
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The cormorant's eyes grew as big as saucers |
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The sandpiper wondered if it was just a fish story! |
This is just an involved doodle from my sketchbook. It's not attached to a children's story yet but with imagination and effort, it may grow up to be one some day.
Today a large hurricane lingers on the doorstep of Massachusetts where I live. I wonder how animals like a periwinkle experience an event like Hurricane Irene?
Good Morning Irene!
On a more serious note, why should we care what a periwinkle thinks? That is, if periwinkles
think at all (in the manner to which I am accustomed. It's a disturbing thought perhaps, but in our egomania, one that might stimulate a beautiful pearl to form around it. Maybe that's why we love pearls so much: in their core they harbor a question that proves the power of Life.