The poem below is a collaboration between Dana mygorgeoussomewhere.org and me. Please read her description of our evening together. I had to hide the feather boa from the cats. They thought it was a giant bird and wanted to destroy it. I love it. I want to wear it to work. I am going hiking today and I think I will wear it on the trail. No hunter would dare shoot me.
Facebook says my name doesn't exist. It's not true. It does, it does!!! Perhaps I need a middle name. Any suggestions?