Today I’m reflecting on the birds I’ve met this last month and a half. Going through photos, I’m honoring the words of Martin Aylward:

If we can rest into being here and do nothing, then plenty can happen. 

Landing on a rainy February 27 low tide day
Here we all are
And now we are five
And there is grace
Strolling about each in their own direction
Incoming
Golden slippers in mud as drops fall and feathers flair with a different time and place

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