I tried five spots for a Christmas tree in one day and the fifth spot wins–back in the box until these young cats are older. At least I have this wreath. It’s frosted twigs with cute little pine cones and they can’t get to it because it’s outside.
Published by llcadle
Author of the poetry collection The Tethered Ground and Professor of English at Missouri State University. Contact me for readings or for workshops on writing/publishing and on teaching writing online. View all posts by llcadle