WRITINGS AND PHOTOGRAPHS FROM A SMALL COMMUNITY IN WESTERN NEW YORK
The Rebel is back....
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
WHERE IS BERMUDA?
Before I go out to the barn, I feed the cat. He is waiting for me inside the screen door to the basement on a shelf that holds food, water and his blanket. When he meows, Phoebe runs to the door and barks. Bermuda used to run away, but has started holding his ground.