Wednesday, March 16, 2016
Flesh is Grass is Flesh
The newborn calves plop down on the grass that their mothers are busy processing into milk and flesh.
I like that bible quote that is in Brahms' German Requiem, only I think it should say 'behold all flesh IS grass.'
And meanwhile down at the pond in the woods is a bumper crop of tadpoles and some duckies paddling around.
Even an aquatic salamander or two.
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