Still morning, sun casting shadows through gently moving trees, while the birds sing their unique songs. Peace.
0 Comments
Every morning on my walk I hear one or two quail cooing from a tree, or scurrying around in the bushes. I love when one or two run across the street..and even even more when the adult is followed by a stream of tiny bundles of feathers running on .such fast little feet. They are such a part of being in Sedona for me, and seem to help me stay grounded.....love always, robin
Wind is whipping in the background...a warm Spring wind, rattling the blinds and rustling the pine and juniper limbs. Comforting presence.......things move quickly now as people make plans and life moves forward at a faster pace. Still old and new friends are in my heart and I continue to marvel at the healing energy that allows me to offer comfort when possible. love, robin
|
Archives
June 2023
Categories |