Spring Walk
I just love walks during Spring’s reveal. There is a particular window of time I find ambrosial. Much like the mythical “thorn bird” that sings just one beautiful song before it dies, it seems the grandest bouquet finds it’s sweetest voice as brevity’s muse.
spring breeze
pierced with bird song~
lilacs blooming
13 Mar 2021
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