Fluent In Two-Hundred Languages

No words are spoken
All paths are in song
Not sure what I’m saying
Don’t care if I’m wrong

I sing all day
Standards and others
But I don’t sing new
‘Cause I only know covers

The scientific identity of life is so far beyond my little gray cells. We a have a “tree” that has shaped up more like a bush, that has a eucalyptus scent but is not eucalyptus. Perhaps chokeberry or camphor, more investigation needed. Mockingbirds love these berries, which might not even be berries.

2 Comments

  1. I got a good chuckle from the mockingbird poem, that was nice. 🙂 Install the “Seek by iNaturalist” app on your phone, and point its camera feature at your mysterious tree. I’m sure it’ll point you in the right direction.

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