Clearing the clutter on my desk I found a pencil scratched poem from a morning I apparently recognized as worth remembering. When better than now? I feel blessed to spot the poem about the wren I never did see.
I’ve paired this with a photo taken a different morning, also worth of re-savoring. The tree stands in the center of the Seton NW labyrinth, here in Austin.
Two reflections of morning joy – oh, to be able to carry a tune like that wren! I’d be singing along …
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