The same. But
beautiful. I took them out in the relatively early morning hours to get in a
good walk before the temperature rose. There was still some wind, some vestige
of the evening. And the evening had been a good one, - cool or cool-ish at the
least, not oppressive, - and it made one to stare out windows at the clear sky,
the little dipper, the big dipper, - whatever else. I was listening to a guest
on the radio show, - an interesting interview- guy by the name of Alex Collier
I believe, - if I got the spelling correct.
Anyhow- the
early morning sun. The clouds. The night wrapped up and gone to sleep on its
own. The old car was down there, - and moss, clovers, a marshy bog-like place.
No coyotes, - none that I saw, - though they could be watching. Sometimes I
stopped, like a shaman of some sort, - a self-anointed and self-appointed one
anyways, - a wanna-be-shaman, lol- and stood incredibly still- waiting for
something….for what, I had and have no idea.
Maybe a message.
Perhaps a
vision.
With luck some
sort of Providence.
Or could it be a
sign, a totem, a something.
Who is to know? In
any event, - it did seem like the butterflies were following me- have been-
white and orange and blue and other…………………but it could be they spawned or breaded
there, - or it could be magical- what model do you use, does one use? - Or do
they both ultimately meet? Well, - we walked along the ridge, - soon at the
opening the dogs ran like flashes of
light------------------------------------------------------------------and I
looked around-,-we rested in the tall and shaded grasses under a series of
Evergreen Trees.
There was still nobody and no animal. I remember the hawks
flying across and out from the
Soon we made our
way back. Good enough. What is the saying? - Bad news travels fast. Well-
sometimes as the cliché goes, - No news is good news. - And we didn’t have a
heck of a lot to report which was fine with us. Minding our own business, happy
to feel the new day and be w/out any major dilemma. A bird, having alighted on
some branch in the distance, looked back and me, at us, - and then took off way
longer down that particular pathway. It disappeared quickly, just as it had
arrived.
I smiled and
thought to myself something like, Almost
like a vision anyhow…
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