When the Muse is a Bitch, or Equinox, Chickens, and Flipping the Switch

When the Muse is a Bitch, or Equinox, Chickens, and Flipping the Switch

It had been miserably hot and smoky here in the Rational Heathen’s neck of the woods.  With all the fires, no rain, and hot temperatures, the whole area could go up in flames with a spark.  That’s how tinder dry the Northern Rockies have been.  So, when the weather shamans at the National Weather Service said we were in for a change, it was none too soon…

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