I thought to myself, “The little bird must be somewhere in the garden.” There it was relaxing on one of the branches of my orange hibiscus plant. The next moment it was at my chiku tree. It must be inviting me to take some more photos to share with my readers before saying good bye to me.
I enjoyed watching what you did to those people as a thriller but I don’t think that it was very Christ honoring to steal people’s shadows and control them. Also I didn’t like how you kept everyone’s shadow that you took and used that as a way to strike fear into everyone’s mind and kind’ve rule over everyone you met. Then I didn’t like how you bosssed everyone around because it just not nice and God says “Treat your neighbor as yourself” so would you like to be bossed around or have your shadow taken away and be controlled? I sure don’t, and another thing is that when you took people’s shadow away you stole them and one of the ten commandments say “thou shall not steal” and you were stealing so again you were wrong in doing that.
Northside was my next destination. I hadn spent a lot of time in this part of town and wanted to give a truly fair representation of Richmond alleys by hitting as many diverse locations as I could. When I set out from my home, I passed through Gilmer and was very happy to find an incredible scene.
My sister was going as a ‘helper’, as she had really left school before the holidays had started and would go on to college when things had been sorted out, war or not. Life had to go on even if it had to be ‘re arranged’ or just ‘upset’, according to which age group you happened to be in.That first goodbye from my mother was a mixture of anxiety and sad farewell, ending in a matter of fact reassurance, which I realised, was both for her and us. She would come and see us as soon as she knew where we were and that, she said, would only be if we “posted those cards” already given to us and packed in our rucksack “immediately” we arrived!The usual little steam train came puffing into the station, dead on time 8.33am exactly.
Thank goodness Roland C. Clement, a vice president of the National Audubon Society back in the 1960s, traveled to Goose Bay, Labrador, to observe what he calls “a subarctic and alpine zone bird” on its nesting grounds. It is, he writes in Arthur Cleveland Bent’s Life Histories of North American Cardinals, Grosbeaks, Buntings, Towhees, Finches, Sparrows, and Allies, an “open, stunted tree growth and brush that attracts nesting white crowned sparrows I found them nesting only in the open, often burned, black spruce and dwarf birch on the high, sandy delta of the airport plateau [at Goose Bay].”.