The Falcon and the Cowboy

This song always reminds me of a bright hitchhiking morning when I stood upon a prairie highway staring at a raven who sat no more than six feet away from me on a weathered oaken fencepost. I clicked my teeth and I gave that raven rattle and he rattled on back at me and I know that he said something to me and I wish to hell I was smart enough to know just what it was he truly said.

 

 

yours in storytelling,

Steve Vernon

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