I walked Tennessee Valley today along with many others who were drawn outside to celebrate the day.  It was so warm I felt like a cormorant drying my wings as I walked with arms outspread. Butterflies called by the sun swarmed around me like a cocoon. Water streamed down the hills to join the ocean as one.

Call of the Stream
Monarch
Endangered Mission Blue Butterfly
The ocean awaits

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