The Richest Man in Town!

Bluejay guards the gate to Riverdale Woods.

Watches as I track on.

Maze of trees made visible by Winter.

Black Birds laugh as I stumble.

Fog fleeing as so many ghosts.

woodpecker echoes

branches cracking from stern breeze.

sit by a downed tree.

wedge of geese overhead.

as I spy nervous herd of doe.

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