Monday the 1st for April. Winter entangles chilly tentacles around my Land of Aus home. A damp mist fills the air. The herd of deer that wander my valley are near by, making a lot of noise. Seasonal migration of birds offers a lot of noisy feathered friends vying for food and attention. We have … Continue reading 2024 v4.01 Ode to M.P. Lawlor