This Is Our Willow This Is Our Retriever

She’s an old girl, our willow, growing in a courtyard not suited to her liking. She carries on none the less.


Despite her partial paralysis, she keeps on keeping on. You’d never know she had an incident.

She wants to be with us despite the crazy kids and the weather.

She’s based on limestone, but with all this rain, she get a little grass.

If she should front a band, her CD flap ( or a downloaded equivalent ) would look like this:


She’s not old, our T-Pot, she’s big boned. She likes to search for food under that old willow to make sure the chickens didn’t forget anything.

The willow holds strong in the wind and holds the nests in place.

Together, the courtyard stays alive.

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