A November Rune

A NOVEMBER RUNE The deer lives within the rhythms of the forest, its clandestine movements an elegant testament to the unfathomable complexity of the cauldron of life The wolf is a student of silence and shadow, and mysterious patterns of camouflage, misdirection, deception and stealth With the frigid indifference of an air traffic controller about to be fired, Nature keeps track of the intricate movements of predator and prey and when she is generous, the wolves eat well and the deer multiply, the days are bright green and the moonlit nights are beautiful and short, and when she is not there is misery and pain, hopeless uncertainty, a question of why, a timeless emptiness of gray sky and snow!