I use C L Couch when writing formally because it is a version of my name that's genderless. And, frankly, easier for handwriting--I have a severe writer's cramp. In conversation, I go by Christopher, having been named for the boy who had the poly bear and finally being (achieving) fine with that.
I use small Xes all the time because WordPress won't let me cut and paste the text from my program page to this one. (Grrrrrr.)
I am a career educator, semi-retired due to disability. I live in Mechanicsburg, Pennsylvania (USA).
The main photographs at this site (of the road, of me) were crafted by photographer and my friend Debra Danielson. A variety of her work is available for appreciation at
Thank you, lookers, hearers.--Christopher
June 22, 2016 at 5:32 pm
*Tweet-tweet-tweet* that in bird language means – pick me 😀 😀 I want to keep being your friend. 🙂 And let us call on others, the more the merrier the dawn!
June 22, 2016 at 6:32 pm
You’re picked, friend! And let’s bring in the others. Dawn is better when there is more singing!
June 23, 2016 at 2:25 pm
🙂 Aww! This is such a simple, beautiful poem. I hope there are at least a score of ’em happy, friendly birds. 🙂
June 24, 2016 at 6:41 pm
Thank you! Lots of songbirds, I agree!
June 24, 2016 at 7:02 am
awww. what a lovely piece that tickles the birdy oh i mean, beating heart. ❤
June 24, 2016 at 8:55 pm
I laughed when I read your word-play. I heard birdsong at dawn and wrote. I couldn’t tell if there were more than one bird and hoped there was companionship.
Thank you, sister-friend!
June 27, 2016 at 8:02 am
Haha! I am glad I made you laugh! 😀
You are welcome, brother-friend! 😀