whisperings ~ mumblings ~ gusts
Well, if the caribou were smart, they'd just walk along the roads, though I'm not really sure where they would be going at this time of year--and in that weather.
And they do. Apparently the other year I could have seen one walking down the street had I looked out the sun room window. I'm sure they wonder, too, where we're going and why the big hurry. I wonder that myself.
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