Pair of coons splashing in the spring freshet gurgling through the woods, in the dark, their white masked faces peering uncertainly at me...woodcock peenting, circling, then dropping whistling.

next night Big Dipper lying upside down on the roof of Greenwood studio, just out of reach, i can't stop it from pouring the universe down all over the house, getting art all over Doug's wood... piney glittterings over the road, sliced by a meteor...most are asleep. Drawn to a forgotten light, a mammoth moosehead lurches into the room, widening my eyes.

DM number two, or is the same Displaced Mouse returned?,  1 am relocation program hike down another dirt road.