September 20, 2022
It’s Tuesday. Yesterday, a cosmic steam locomotive chugged by when I wasn’t looking. All I caught was its trail of smoke and steam. Apparently the conductor couldn’t get the whistle to blow, so he asked some passing loons to sing in its place. Have you ever tried getting a loon to sing on command? They shook their heads.
So the train slid by silently and almost invisibly. Next time, I’m hoping the conductor will ask the geese or crows. They love any chance to be heard.
“The only thing that will redeem mankind is cooperation.”
If only someone would tell that to the loons.