Journal entry

Yesterday, Oz and I went for a walk. Along the way, I heard yammering above me. CROWS. But not just any. These two are my friends. Chattering and argumentative, they were pushing and shoving at one another like children looking for attention. 

Purposefully, Oz and I meandered about the neighborhood, ignoring them. Then at one point, they swooped down-low cawing and yowling. “Hello my friend, ....” they seemed to say. "... here we are."

We walked the long way home, exchanging gossips like old friends who haven't seen one another in a while. When we stopped, they stopped. Perched on a tree, a wire or some neighbor's roof. When we were on the move, they were on the move. Always within eye sight.

Then,

at some point I saw them fly high into the sky,

and away …… 

When we arrived home however,

there they were.

On the wire behind our house ....

Waiting.

 

Another beautiful day in the neighborhood.

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