Confetti

Someone is having a party. Confetti tossed all over my yard. Tiny gems of red, green, and gold. Gifts from our Tallow tree.

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Birdsong

I hear the birdsong outside my window and wonder. It’s a three-part trilling I don’t recall hearing before. The song is too enticing to ignore. What if it’s a new bird I’ve never seen before?

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