the front door is wide open to the breeze and a songbird is singing a tune. Songs of the Bardo play continuously this morning. The songbird is very much telling the news of Laurie in his dawn. It is almost 8am and hubby just left with the mutts for Mundy. They will go do the bush trails, porbably one, or two, and not meet a cougar? ah ah ah...Whiskey'S world is pure wildness. Billy never emmebers playng with bears. And hubby sees nothing of it all. Nice Mundy kwaykwetlem trail, as old as the native hills over the rainbow, Rossigneolet.