on gray days
being in community
creates its own kind of sunlight
Secrets Of The Feathered Fellowship
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
on gray days
being in community
creates its own kind of sunlight
so beautiful
thanks Beth
Oh my. I often rush to label something best/favorite/most quietly spectacular, and then remind myself there have been many of those moments, past and future, delivered to my email box from your eye and mind. But this one–this one is amazing.
Oh thanks! I was driving home and noticed a few birds in a tree. A few miles later I decided to go back and take another look – and boy was I rewarded!! The cows across the road at the farm serenaded me as I watched this scene develop.
No photo to show but the same experience with clusters of doves on the electric wires running from the road to my house. Thank you for always starting my day with something to smile about
Yes!
splendid!
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This is the prettiest I’ve ever seen a gray day look.
Oh!! Thanks