1588. “do you hear what i hear?”

 

from somewhere out there

her ears pick up the faint honks

we look up… and wait 🦊❤️

This is the time of year that Yulan’s superior hearing becomes all too obvious to me. We will be walking along and suddenly she will stop, tilt her ear to the sky and slowly adjust the angle of her head so that her ears are in just the correct alignment with the honking that I cannot yet hear.  It is then that a smile appears on her face and she looks up and waits for the grand flyover to materialize.  I look up and wait too! 🦊❤️