And then, I heard another howl. That time, it wasn’t the wind. I halted and stood still for a moment. My brown eyes moved with the wind as the snow touched them like eye drops. I blinked. 👂 The Saturday Night 😚 POST 🌼 🐝 A) Covers of Songs 🚒 👇 Going Planting F. Lowenheim 𝍖 The Country Journal.... Sign in to see full entry.