Tag Archive: Circe Link

May 09

Bird’s Amazing Odyssey & The Meaning of Tea

My mother used to sing to her children.  There were quite a few of us (I was number 9 of 13).  Singing was one of her tools for getting the herd to settle down at night and to give her a little peace and quiet. It wasn’t just nursery rhymes or lullabies, but just what ever …

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