Hello there,
I've been face to face with a hummingbird who hovered before my eyes studying my face. While I know the real reason (red glasses frames) I prefer to think he could sense my absolute commitment to wildlife. You'll learn that about me. I like the reality I create much more than the reality I happen onto.
Prostrate like a dead snow angel My face in the grass and my heels tipped skyward A hawk crying far away finches tittering nearer, I wonder, What was that advice you gave me?
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