I was out this eveningg watering and weeding, a quiet time with only the sound of birds, a dog now and then, and the neighbors rooster in the distance. I heard a chorus of honking in the distance and looked up to see a flock of Canadian geese approaching. As they flew over the sound of their wings was almost palpable, I felt like I could almost feel the breeze they created as they flew by. It's always a joy to see a flock of birds...
And working in my journal, I'm realizing more and more, is such a powerful circuit into myself. I tap into what's on the surface but the surprises come when I let myself go, directionless, and am often surprised by the outcome....
drawing on photo of cedar
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