Charles, how can it be that we have the same way of thinking and reflecting on things?? There's a lark in the laurel tree just outside my bedroom, that starts singing his praises at 4:15 am on the dot every morning. It's so loud I can't help but wake up, but initial irritation gives way to a warm, sleepy smile as I fall back asleep, reassured that a new day is dawning.
glissando...a musical 'Jacob's ladder', perhaps?!!
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Charles, how can it be that we have the same way of thinking and reflecting on things??
ReplyDeleteThere's a lark in the laurel tree just outside my bedroom, that starts singing his praises at 4:15 am on the dot every morning. It's so loud I can't help but wake up, but initial irritation gives way to a warm, sleepy smile as I fall back asleep, reassured that a new day is dawning.
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That is a beautiful description of the lark's joy in the morning.
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