Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Sparrows in the Back 40
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"I celebrate myself, and sing myself,/And what I assume you shall assume,/For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.//I loafe and invite my soul,/I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass."
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Hungry baby birds are noisy aren't they? Makes for a good alarm clock though.
That's some cute wing and tail. I think this is the first year all the avian parenting that takes place in summer has become apparent to me, it snuck out from behind the massive blind spot I guess.
The last line in Henry David Thoreau’s journal is “All this is perfectly distinct to an observant eye, and yet could easily pass unnoticed by most.”
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