Today I saw a robin sitting—so still—in a fountain in the front yard of a house along my walk. I paused to see if the robin was real. (It was). As I watched, the robin dipped its head in the cool, flowing water, flapping its wings, and shaking its whole body. Then again. And again. And again. Even robins enjoy the rush of cleansing water, the refreshing invigoration of a bath.
Category Archives: Nature
Friday night
Reggae as night falls, Exquisite sunset, Venus shining brightly, my heart opens.
Sunset
The most perfect sky: deep blue fades into sky blue, which fades into pale yellow. Crisp bands of color melt seamlessly into one another. The trees are silhouettes standing tall and proud, observing the end of another day.