walk the plank
and at the end of the plank
another plank
The old black cat growing older every year keeps going. One life leads to another.
2127. destination unknown
tail up, nose straight ahead
all four paws to the ground—
no dust on his feet!
Looks like he’s on a mission. Where’s he headed? Makes me think about traveling. I was reading about the random way rocks tumble down to the ground, how the rain spills out from the clouds up high, why the flashing fishes splash across the raging creek. I’m just rambling. Cats are different. Nothing a cat does is random. I’ve been paying attention to cats a long time. Pay attention to something long enough, and you can fall in love.
2126. home run
across the infield
approaching the green
a black crow
Across the infield, approaching the green, slowly step by step by step goes a black crow without a sound…then takes off like a line drive home run soaring way high above the centerfield fence. I clapped.
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