After
a long day, filled with not-the-most-helpful circumstances, I gather the pup up
and go on down to the Eagle Sanctuary.
Where the view is broad and the fields fragrant.
Where the grasses are coming to their own crescendo with colored seeds fluttering in the evening wind.
Where the small birds are trying to fall asleep in the tall bushes,
as the mice scurry along through the tall tall cow corn,
and the sky slowly becomes a purple of its own making.
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