I smell a skunk crossing darkness, somewhere outside the dark window.
1 a.m., thinking of the past
You never know what we'll churn up in cleaning a stall
You never know what we'll churn up in cleaning a stall
I smell a skunk crossing darkness, somewhere outside the dark window.
Jnana's Red Barn 
Just ran across your blog. I had to laugh. Very common here in Arkansas to smell a skunk outside the dark window in our area.
My turn to laugh!
😊