3.13

I made myself a beverage and went out to sit on the porch and wait for Simon. It wasn’t *all* that long before it occurred to me to look straight up.

“Hey. What are we all waiting to see?”

They sat around amicably for a while.

Solitary owl in a tree

Merge of an owl sitting and then flying away

 

 

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