It was two days after Thanksgving, we were laying in bed in the middle of the night, at her parent's house, the cedar house, in the edge of the Franklin State Forest in the coniferous forest.
I had been laying there a little bit, it was cold outside, a hair below freezing, and i heard quietly in the forest the clear and pure night whistle of the saw whet owl. i hadn't heard one before, and laid while listening to the small Strigidae whistling.
I had been laying there a little bit, it was cold outside, a hair below freezing, and i heard quietly in the forest the clear and pure night whistle of the saw whet owl. i hadn't heard one before, and laid while listening to the small Strigidae whistling.
