Can’t talk, has leather in his mouth

I’m curious who reports weather

Right on!

Your name will echo through time just as heros do. You offer kindness in an unkind world. I admire your strength. I would leave a poem. It’s art. A goofy group painting with loved ones helping. Then spend time watching nature. Encourage the helpers. Pass stories around the dying fire of my life as it’s reduced to smouldering embers floating into the night.

Good post