One of my favorite late summer occurrences is when the new sparrows have fledged and now travel in clusters of family and friends [am I anthropomorphising again?]. They are always eating on the ground or perched in trees in ten or twenty at a time. There is something so precious and communal about this ordinary behavior that gives me a certain feeling of security. That all's right with the world, even if it really isn't. Anyway, I caught these guys on a lovely bird bath recently. The photo is worth enlarging to see those down inside too.
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Last night as I floated above the treetops
Clouds were forming to the north
Grace gazed at the river’s edge
Shaking out her skirt, small birds flew
And with their beaks wrote new chapters
From the ink the river spilled under the stars....more