Posted by admin on October 5th, 2007 filed in Uncategorized
Bat I walk towards our house after dusk has covered the yard and through the open windows I hear a sharp yelp from our daughter. I look up to the stairwell window where I see the silhouette of a bat flashing across the walls. Inside the house, the sound of your laughter echoes behind the living room door as you try to lasso its beating wings with a green and yellow afghan. Its wild aerobatics finally subdued and rolled up into an acrylic ball, you rush out into the now-black night and like magic, its fluttering wings dissolve into stars.