Saturday we packed up the garage (with help). Dusty, dirty, and exhausting. Sunday we attended and then hosted a farewell party for our Ukrainian roommate, who is going back to Ukraine despite all our protests. Yes, two separate gatherings. Heart wrenching. This morning, we visited our new apartment building to get set up with a […]
Like an orphaned treeshivering in a coat of frost my soul wandersdreamless, alone a nobody, nowherein the pre-dawn chill. Beckoned by first lightbody twisting wakens Consciousness clingsto desolate slumber then, reluctantlyreality brings me home. (Image my own)
Such pretty birds, VJ, and I love to watch them vie for position at our feeder.
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Yes. Always a show. Thanks
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Very pretty birds
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Yes, they are. Thanks.
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My pleasure 😍
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Just love the mood of these colorful beauties at the feeder
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Right?! Wonderful to look out and see the colour
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yes – and we feel that thru the prose
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And playing nicely too! (K)
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Yes. Amazingly
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I love to watch birds at the feeder!
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Me too!
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Beautiful, VJ!
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Thanks Wynne
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