But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve for daws to peck at....Shakespeare
After a week of wearing my heart on my sleeve, I truly do feel pecked by Jackdaws. I'll spare you the details--but this journey of self...of genuine self....is just plain inconvenient at times.
There's a belief that a Jackdaw on the roof with protect the home's inhabitants. I haven't heard the crows lately. One semi psycho cat, but no crows. Drat it.
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