Sunday, February 12, 2017


I've been quiet this winter, but I can assure you that inside my brain, there is a flurry of thoughts, much like the flocks of birds I keep seeing. One day I kept seeing wave after wave of flocks that were stretched out very long in a line, instead of together as a group. Like seven or eight different flocks coming one after the other. Makes me wonder what they know that I don't. Much like them I am longing for spring and joyful at the little things that remind it is spring, and inside my mind, I am full of freedom, as if I am up there in the open sky, flying as a bird-long ribbon that caught the wind and is loose in the sky.