Not many words at the end of this week. I feel like I'm spinning, and all the words are tumbling together, jostling against one another in a mad dance, choosing their partners. Within a day or two, I hope to be able to escort them out in a more orderly manner, to share thoughts about my upcoming trip halfway around the world, and how I'm going to navigate both the travel and my formidable to-do list.
For now--those red berries on the mountain ash trees waving at the very edge of the bluff, crowding close to our home, are a magnet for birds, and are right on the flight path.
At sunset, all the crows fly homeward en masse--and swoop in to pluck up some berries. See the one mid-left in the picture that's just hanging upside down from the end of a branch?
Oh, to have such effortless trust and flexibility.
They take over the whole tree, pulling it in many directions, and the tree sways with them...
Then, with one mind, they're gone, scattering like leaves.
I am grateful for such a view from my window.
Thanks for sharing your view, Ela. I'm looking forward to hearing about your trip. If you mentioned where you are going, I missed it. I don't anticipate any travel in my life for the foreseeable future. So, it's a pleasure to travel vicariously along with blogging friends who travel.
ReplyDeletewow how I miss such majestic mountains. love that sunset. those have been vibrant for me lately at least.
ReplyDeletewhere you headed? some place warm I hope.
Thanks so much, Mindy--and sorry that I'm behind on my comment responses!
ReplyDeleteBlogging is a real gift in terms of sharing experiences.
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bitt--I'm glad you're getting some good sunsets where you are.
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