“Whatever the cost of our libraries, the price is cheap
compared to that of an ignorant nation.”
Walter Cronkite
(a sandpiper busy looking for breakfast / Santa Rosa Beach, FL / Julie Cook / 2016)
There’s something afoot…
I can feel it…
Something perhaps in the air…
And no,
it’s not a change in season…
It’s not an approaching weather front…
It’s simply more of a feeling…
An odd unsettling feeling…
You know…
it’s like that feeling or sense that animals seem to get just before some
impending natural disaster…such as an earthquake or some other epic trauma.
An out of sorts sort of uncomfortable feeling…
It’s like taking your hand and running it along the grain of a plank of raw wood.
Although the wood is not sanded nor smoothed, along the grain one’s hand
may run the course of the plank without fear of cuts or splinters.
But…
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