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To: Savant who wrote (3881)	10/30/1999 9:04:00 PM
From: The Osprey	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 4201

Savant, My toys are always lined up for the winter.Getting ready to go after the elusive buck.Gets my heart pumping to think of the great out of doors and the smell of the pine and spruce whilst the spent leaves of summer past float lazily to the floor of the forest returning to that from which they have come.And the squirrels flitting about preparing for the deep sleep interupted only by fluctuating temperatures feeding hunger and search for lost stores in memory.The crimsom red of autumn turning cold with gold and brown preparing for the winter onslaught where life becomes still beauty after a storm of white and wind.The spring it awaits just around the corner but for a few months of winters adornment.I shall wait and be patient like a position trader awaiting the run for it shall come and himble me in it's beauty. The Osprey.

To: Savant who wrote (3881)	10/30/1999 9:12:00 PM
From: The Osprey	Respond to of 4201

Savant, My toys re always lined up for the winter.Getting ready to go after the elusive buck.Gets my heart pumping to think of the great out of doors and the smell of the pine and spruce whilst the spent leaves of summer past float lazily to the floor of the forest returning to that from which they have come.And the squirrels flitting about preparing for the deep sleep interupted only by fluctuating temperatures feeding hunger and search for lost stores in memory.The crimson red of autumn turning cold with gold and brown preparing for the winter onslaught where life becomes still beauty after a storm of white and wind.The spring it awaits just around the corner but for a few months of winters adornment.I shall wait and be patient like a position trader awaiting the run for it shall come and humble me in it's beauty. The walk and hunt is awaited embracing the spoils of nature in all it's beauty exciting my senses as I ponder the excitement of life and the living for they surround me; untouched yet for my visit into their realm of silence.It is beautiful and appreciated in this world expressing innocence of overlooked tranquility.I will love it. THE OSPREY