Getting High…

I thought I saw a large hawk yesterday in one of the tallest trees in the neighborhood. Clarity was compromised by a morning fog and the great distance between the hawk and myself. And then, the object moved. A squirrel! It moved higher and higher, why I don’t know. Finally, I lost interest. Such is life.

Published by 67steffen

My labels: grandfather, father, veteran, writer, poet, photographer and dreamer in pursuit of the meaning of life. Getting close, although I'm running out of time--probably why I'm so close.

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