Foxes frolick in the evening light at the meetinghouse in Pembroke, MA. Story in the Boston Globe
BY ANONYMOUS A fox jumped out one winter’s night, And begged the moon to give him light. For he’d many miles to trot that night Before he reached his den O! Den... Continue Reading →
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