Yet another batch of swallow babies is fledging - these are sitting on the entry arch in our garden, and on the porch roof nearby. They're waiting for Mom to come and feed them, but with me hanging out so close, she's waiting until I'm gone.
Most of the nests are empty now, and all the babies have taken to winging over the yard with the adults. It's quite an amazing feeling to sit out in the grass and watch them swoop and flip all around in their endless pursuit of insects.
Awe enables us to perceive in the world intimations of the divine, to sense in small things the beginning of infinite significance, to sense the ultimate in the common and simple, to feel in the rush of the passing the stillness of the eternal.
Abraham Heschel
Happy Trails, Buzz
Our favorite black dog - we loved him well.
Don't forget . . .
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Frost
"To be whole. To be complete. Wildness reminds us what it means to be human, what we are connected to rather than what we are separate from." Terry Tempest Williams
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