Death is certain. The time of death is uncertain.
Wednesday, January 20, 2021
Blood on the Deck
Right below the bird feeder, i found drops of blood on the deck. My mind rushes to fill in the story, which i will never know. Let me guess. Someone died. Someone else ate dinner and survives to hunt another day.
Labels:
bird feeder,
blood,
certainty,
death,
deck,
dinner,
hunt,
uncertainty
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