Cleaning the gutters Late November The season of the witch All the leaves have fallen To the ground And into the gutters Only birds in the trees Bluejays and sparrows The warm days of picnics Past
● About Me
I’m Bruce. Writer and photographer. Chef and gardener. Father and Grandfather. Pictured here with my wife, Susan, a soapmaker, writer and yogi and our dog, Freddy, a Mini-Labradoodle.
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