3 Ring Necks

Along garden edge

Shovel in hand

Grass clumps come out

Come out

Come out

Rock move your in my way

Whoa

Oh, it’s okay

3 Ring necks

Staying cool

Or maybe

Just maybe

Congregating

About billiescauldron

I am in transition. I see myself as a Spiritual Writer and as such my blog will slowly change with me still holding tight to being in the garden as a child loving my teacher.
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