Wings

I love the whisper of words that a flock a birds wings make when they take flight.

I am fairly certain there have been poems written about that but I was in no mood to find said items. I also noticed that these last few posts have coincided with the colors I am wearing that day. I haven’t even tried to do that. Today is not quite flamingo pink but a lovely rose color. Funny how the mind works, no?

Lovely image from Pedro Szekely.

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