Breather. Like, a rest or break. Not like Joe Biden breathing down your neck.
I’ve seen a couple of moose in the woods in NH; practically walked right into one while I was hiking way back when. Saw one swim across the Penobscot River away from my yard when my old dogs started barking at it.
This week’s song is dedicated to Hotspur, who probably heard the original on the radio.
Roche-aux-Fées is a structure composed of 40-42 stones in Brittany, France. The name translates to “Rock of the Fairies”. It’s a structure so old that local legend says the fairies built it. It’s actually a burial tomb (a “dolmen” in Breton) dating to somewhere between 3000 and 5000 BC. This is another one of those “I might have an ancestor buried here” ones for me.
Welcome to another edition of Hunky Hump Day.
I have things a little out of order today.
(Here’s the version you probably know better.)
Now for the hunks.
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