Snow in the early morning
A bald eagle flies over the house. The kestrel and the marsh hawk are out almost every day. Flocks of yellow finches around the house flying from the watercress pond to the birch tree. Resident blue jays play with the cats. Flocks of swifts or small swallows flying around the house into the oaks from one side to the other making beautiful patterns as they fly together and the lights catches on the tilt of their wings. Frogs loudly singing, singing loudly.
I miss you Ted! I wish I had seen these journal entries while you were living. You are a poet!