Living in the woods for these past twenty years has brought the animal world close to me.
There is something about me that I don't really understand. Animals like me and so do babies.
I don't go out of my way to be nice to them in fact sometimes I am a grouch. Babies stare and laugh as I walk by (funny looking guy, eh).
Cats always find my lap to crawl into even if I have my good clothes on. It is the same with wild animals.
Oh they don't eat out of my hands, but they seem to want to communicte with me.
They hold my gaze. I hope to fill this page with those events and their eyes.
Entrance to John's works,
The Bull Dream,
The Inner Works,
Primative Truth,
The Ancestors, and
Current
Seize The Day Text
Last Lap Text
A Good Day Text
