Editor's Note:

Welcome to the seventeenth issue of CSR! By now, you regular readers know my baby likes a police flashlight shining in its eyes and hates eating in a high chair. It craves Brussels sprouts and makes cute little sounds when it sees junk yard dogs. Baby has an uncanny ability to turn the words of poets into a bushel of crab grass. Issue Seventeen is an excellent example. This month CSR is filled with stunning photographs, along with glittering winged art. Add to that, a group of wonderful poets, an intriguing music maker and one magical book review and you've got the possibility for real reindeer tracks. Trust me, when you finish this issue you'll feel like a valuable stamp collection. Or no one could have guessed he wore shoe lifts. Either way, this issue will highjack your interest with delights seldom found in military cargo. So escape from that attic trunk in Barbados and get busy...