Another Monday
The nights are getting warmer, the windows are open, and last night I delighted in hearing a single bird singing out its farewell to the day, clear and bright as can be! I could see it, perched at the very top of an old blue spruce across the street. I sent a pm to Charlie who lives next door, and he was hearing it too. It was a good moment. It was like those nights you look up at a brilliant moon and know that across the continent, someone you love is looking at the same moon, too. This morning... Sign in to see full entry.