When you get free from certain fixed concepts of the way the world is, you find it is far more subtle, and far more miraculous, than you thought it was.
~ Alan Watts
Carnival
The garden is dry and the clouds are heavy with water.
A brown thrasher sings while a frantic flicker dashes around the canopy.
Home is a sweet place to be.
Gnats
This morning
the flicker was proudly announcing
the arrival of the Coopers Hawk
followed by the mobbing
of the Hawk
by the crows.
The crows were adament that it needed to move on out
today.
