It seems that everyone now is blogging so I might as well get with the program. My Grandmother saw me as an Owl. I don't know how, because I never had a lot of contact with her. But as the years progress, I find either I have grown into the role or she was a very wise woman indeed.
To notice the relationships between everything, how life fits like a crossword puzzle and how it is all connected is my forte. Which is a very self polite way to say, I sit, and watch, everything.
So, with an Owls eyes and a passionate heart both connected to a middle aged single man, I blog
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