Sensations and impressions from a Wednesday morning:
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The bowed heads of sunflowers still towering over a summer vegetable garden. And the blue jays that plucked at their season’s bounty.
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The tucked tail of a loose dog as he rounded grassy patches before he plopped in the soft carpet of suburbia. Renting time and freedom until his owner discovered the escape.
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The flick and cascade of a horse’s tail as he meandered through a roadside pasture.
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The bob and sway of pink oleanders flowers in a morning breeze.
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The sweet scent of gardenia flowers, so subtle and so rich.
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The glint of morning light, reflected off of industrial-strength glass.
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The yawn of a driver, stilled at a stop sign.
-Christy
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Neat.
And in the late afternoon:
the shadows of ivy filtered through the shades reflected on the ceiling, walls and floors
the golden light one sees only in N CA a half hour before the sunset
folks gathered in front of the mission for a full meal and a safe night’s rest
An elderly couple sitting down for supper in the kitchen..same time, every night , viewed peeping Thomasita through their window as I drive past
lights coming on in homes and knowing families are together, home from work and school
the setting sun hitting the river, turning it red, pink, and golden
birds in flocks flying towards roosts
Diehard red 24th generation dragon fly buzzing me in the pool