Carrier bag of critters
2 days ago
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In the garden, I herd the squirrel complaining and went out to see what was going on.
That's an impressive noise.
On yesterday's run, I spotted a crow on the stag's head of an oak.
Yes, very small - but what a dramatic sky.
On which note, today, a rainbow.
Not a critter, but, well, Iris was a goddess, so maybe she counts.
And I saw a hare... I saw a hare running away. I looked for her form, and found it.
I rested my hand and felt the heat of hare. To feel the body warmth of an absent other. How strange. How beautiful.
Special that you feel the heat from the hare! Critters galore!