Squamloonland

is thankful for both the reconnections and the unanticipated new connections he’s forged through FaceBook.

SquamLoon is liking learning about lichens on his late uncle’s lichen trail on Cape Cod.

has picked up his old copy of Edith Hamilton’s “Mythology” to re-read the story of his favorite Greek hero, Theseus.

SquamLoon won’t be seeing New Moon, but can tell from all of the happy statuses that it met the expectations of those who will, & he’s happy for them.

SquamLoon likes the way November frost serves as a prelude to the oncoming winter snow.

just wished upon some shooting stars.

SquamLoon can feel Thanksgiving in the air, and just had a flashback to watching Godspell on his grandparents’ TV.

SquamLoon is trying to decide on a one-act for the seniors.

SquamLoon is raking real leaves.

I’ve decided it’s time
To do one in rhyme.

12 of 12 rhyming? It might get read quicker.
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In my driveway, a shot through the frost seemed like fun…

..and on my commute there was this one of the sun.

At school I wrote plans for the sub who’d stand in my stead…

…while I saw Joe Dimartino at the Department of Ed.

On my way back up north I exchanged this commode…

…then returned back to school where more meetingness flowed.

You won’t grasp the coolness if you’re not caching inclined,
but by headlamp near home I got a rare First to Find.

The SquamDogs were waiting with the fresh haircuts you see…

…for an enjoyable evening with P J M & E.

I’ll finish with M in this shot at my desk…

…and my wind-down in Farmville, oh-so-12-of-12-esque.