Birds are a theme right now, and Thoreau, and dreams. Each has found me repeatedly in my own musings as well as those of other writers here. I will listen out for the wood thrush. Two nights ago, the call of our resident bald eagle stood out, and last week it was a pair of mourning doves who represent, for me, a cat we lost a year ago. I need to open myself up to transportation.
Birds are a theme right now, and Thoreau, and dreams. Each has found me repeatedly in my own musings as well as those of other writers here. I will listen out for the wood thrush. Two nights ago, the call of our resident bald eagle stood out, and last week it was a pair of mourning doves who represent, for me, a cat we lost a year ago. I need to open myself up to transportation.
I was transported by your beautiful descriptions and could feel the magic of walking in nature. Thank you!