The teachers are all fabulous, as usual; and I can now reveal this year's featured poem: Robert Frost's, "Range-Finding." Read it and make yourself queasy.
Now I must go buy a bar of soap and decide what to read tonight. Perhaps the bear will attend. Let's hope he buys a book.
5 comments:
If the bear attends, offer some of the berry tea. I hear bears like that.
I like the idea of berry tea, but sense the Bear may rather have desert and flowers from the salad
Somehow I inferred that the large groundhog on the back stoop and needing to buy a bar of soap were related -- but how? I will read soon to make sure I find out if the bear attends! (please include photos if so...or at least of the large groundhog and soap!!)
No, the soap was merely for the soap-less shower. The groundhog takes care of his own sanitation or lack thereof.
I think it's fitting that there's no internet at the Frost Place. The groundhog can take care of any correspondence. Also, I still remember Jim Schley showing me The RF patch job around the stovepipe. Poet, yes, Handyman, not so much.
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