Mosaic Monday
Looking East, there was moon...watching...waiting for her next victim.
A chipmunk.
Looking Northeast, I spotted my favorite birdhouse...which I just LOVE!
And looking Southwest as the sun wrapped around the earth, the dense woods came alive with rays of light bouncing off what nature has given me...given us.
Returning to the East, I realized the connection I feel. Like Moon's...it's in the air that I breathe. It's what drives me.
Then late this afternoon, looking West, there it was.
One immature eagle riding the thermals.
It is still here.
It is still here.
Yes, I am grateful for the simple things.
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