Upon waking from dreams unkind she shifts perspective by stepping outside to gaze just along treeline
Beyond tribulations of her mind, she sets high sights further finding her eye glimpsing greenery emerging
shifting into spring as nested eggs rest in their protectionWhispering hello with their dives and hums, sugar birds dip and dive into shallow nectar offered in hanging vases darting just out of arms reach but eyeshot closeTesting time without barriers it seems
clouds linger above ready and ripe with rains soon but for nowbreak open for the sun to shineA brisk breeze runs across her back as a doe guides her fawn over fence foraging breakfastTickling the ground cover moist from recent shower, acorns tumble tackling themselves getting gone among blackberry brambles purging pith for flowering sooner than later all for the want of oakBeyond the crest of hill and dale a brook babbles on and on about this and that with particular places to go carrying a message of hope and easier dog days of summer when once again it will lend itself to playing along its shorelinesFlat footed woodpecker uses talon and beak to eek,out hidden treasure hidden under bark and ivy finding tiny morsels delectable and daintyA covey of quail settles into wooded grove nestling together
finding time to celebrate familyThus, began this day.
At a Bird’s Level
“…thus began this day…”
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