day 367

And a silly pi sequence poem…

poke the bear
.
and 
you’ll be sorry
bears
have left the woodlands
they are roaming the neighborhoods now
hungry…
no one is safe…no one
the gnome department 
has declared
“do not poke the bears 
they possess free reign to pillage,
to terrorize the citizenry”
by order of the great pig,
commander in thief, grand pooh-bah
maga-phants 
declare
allegiance 

~kat

A crazy day…so many things hitting the fan in our world. How I love a red sunset to lull me wind down.

Much love, peace, and dusky glimmers to you! It’s getting a bit messy in the light of day. I call it the storm before the calm. Be kind and remember to breathe. ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨