A Part Of The Story

There is a footnote to my previous post. I returned to the campground to work with the boys on cleaning up the winter storm debris. One of them surprised me by saying, "We told a story about you last night at the campfire. They said that you weren't a crow, not really. You were a Raven, and you'd get us if we did anything against Nature."

Those of my readers who know me personally will understand the significance here. I am deeply honoured...deeply honoured, indeed!...to have become part of the Great Raven's story, and in a way I never expected. I could do a lot worse in life than to be appointed his deputy.