The businessmen, they drink my wine; the ploughmen dig my earth. None of them along the line know what any of it is worth. -- Bob Dylan, All Along the Watchtower
A Mind Occasionally Voyaging

One thought on “For a Friend”

  1. I’m so sorry. Such a lovely kitty.
    Kazakhstan and Miss Tiger send their condolences as well.

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