on this blus’try morn
red’ning tree full of sparrows
with soft gaze they’re there 🦊❤️
Warning: What follows may be politically incorrect.
As I sat lazily looking out of my window wondering what I should write about in today’s post, the rusting Maple tree came alive suddenly. Handfuls of hidden sparrows started conducting a “Chinese Firedrill” as they moved from branch to branch then disappeared again - proving again that a patient soft gaze often reveals what’s below the surface of things. A good strategy to employ in this era of artificial intelligence and fabricated reality. 🦊❤️
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