Oven Island

Oven Island
They told me I was moving to an island. I pictured mai tais and sea breezes and delicious grass skirts. I pictured heat. Then, they told me, "no, Gus. It is not that kind of island. On this island there are rocky shores and bunny rabb…

Introducing myself

Introducing myself
I am Songbird Sparrowgrass. If that’s not to your taste, you may call me GusBird Boopsnoot. Some call me Gus, or Bird. I am in between families right now, and in between names. I like this new family, and I think I shall stay.  I grew up in…

A new face in town

A new face in town
This blog has been through a lot of changes: first it was Fenway's Brays of Our Lives , then it was my Puddle Run , then it was the two of them smashed together, then it was Notes from the Ark , and now it's Brays of Our Lives again, …