Last night in a dream, I
flew through time with a dogsled team,
camped in an igloo at a vast river’s
edge. By seal oil fire for
iron- banded tea kettle,
I chewed the fat with elders.
Happy as a loon on a glassy lake, I
ice-fished in the morning and watched
as a long-legged bird lazily crossed the sky
while all of time waited up.
margaretmaryjoyce 
Congratulations, Margaret, they are wonderful. I admire you very much.
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Dear Ursula, You are too kind! I am sitting here humbled by, yet glad of, your appreciation. Thank you, my friend!!
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