The Buz

In the low pasture cowbirds are picking over humming cow pats. In the high sheepfold lambs are dropping small round blueberries that are really not blueberries and the whirring beetles know it. Black fly are in the barn swarming over the hissing horse hay. A field mouse said to a stiff-necked tortoise: "Reminds me of my vacation in the dry Tortugas," which all gathered there knew was bull crap but it did raise a sort of fizzing laughter from the ever feeding insects. Over the busy farm an arid painted rainbow buzzed on.