This morning, after waking too early, and
meditating, then settling myself quietly, I caught sight of the day's
beginning, layered in velvet clouds.
Out I went, into the warm breezy day, and
watched the folds that undulated as they blew by overhead, the sun gradually
turning the horizon a stunning quiet gold.
When who came gracefully flying up from the
river but an enormous Bald Eagle, perhaps on their way back down to the Eagle
Sanctuary, to their craggy enormous nest. Where enormous young ones await their
breakfast's arrival.
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