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The routine walk opened this chance encounter with The Other. The Little Ones look to Him for cues about what to do about this turn of events. He’s looking at That One while she pretends she doesn’t see a thing. Nope, nothing to see here. What are you looking at? All stood still in silent dialogue in order to learn the Truth about things.

I encountered a wake of vultures on my walk today.

This species does not have a syrinx, so they communicate with ghoulishly spectacular hisses.

๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿงก ๐Ÿ‚ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿงถ๐ŸฆŠ๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐ŸคŽ

Scenes from a late September walk along the Mississippi River.

The Lotus

On the day when the lotus bloomed, alas, my mind was straying,
and I knew it not. My basket was empty and the flower remained unheeded.

Only now and again a sadness fell upon me, and I started up from my
dream and felt a sweet trace of a strange fragrance in the south wind.

That vague sweetness made my heart ache with longing and it seemed to
me that it was the eager breath of the summer seeking for its completion.

I knew not then that it was so near, that it was mine, and that this
perfect sweetness had blossomed in the depth of my own heart.

โ€”Rabindranath Tagore

“The first thing I’ve got to do,” said Alice to herself, as she wandered about in the wood “is to grow my right size again; and the second thing is to find my way into that lovely garden. I think that will be the best plan.”

–Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, 1865

I woke up in a “six impossible things before breakfast” sort of mood today,

managing her flamingo

so I took myself on a playdate

to the Memphis Botanic Gardens to chase wonder.

oh my ears and whiskers

She wasn’t hard to catch.

I should like to be a queen best

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