1731. the dove

warming its feet

on top of the mountain 

a mourning dove

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it’s coo coo coo

no, it’s not hoo hoo hoo

said the dove

 

The first time I ever heard a dove, I thought it was an owl.

1730. weather report

cloudy gray morning 

waiting for the sun to rise

bird by bird

 

Looking outside my window—13 birds, not moving a feather, waiting for the sun to rise. It’s gonna be hot! hot! hot! 

1729. in the now

in space and time

flying across the blue sky

a squirrel 

Getting out early before the sun, getting a good run in before it gets too darn hot! 🥵  Recalling the feeling of racing with the wind, legs kicking, hair whipping, feeling lighter than air. I gave up running long ago. My pace is slower now—step step step step, step step. Now and then I stop to look around. What’s the use of all that hurry. Slowing down, I can see more now, enjoy more now.  In a lucky state of mind.☺️