: About Me

   Ox sat alone under the shade of the tallest parasol tree on what he saw as his hill. Overlooking the grassy hills surrounding the village below, he would watch the people going through their daily rituals. The children played with dogs in the field while their mothers hung laundry. Men would work on the plots of soil which nestled carrots, turnips, and other delicious greens. Ox was a curious spirit which never worked with his inability to look before he leapt but it never caused him too much distress. He would wonder where the birds were heading to in such great numbers or wh...