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Returning to the night silence of this place again
Which keeps me awake for several hours after
Having adjusted to the sound of the air conditioner
Coming on and off which kept me awake in the hotel
For the last three nights, and it goes both ways -
Feels familiar and safe with an unspoken threat to swallow me.
This morning, with dawn, the sounds of the birds,which is better.
One day this may feel like home.

Texarkana Moon

Into a tube, up through the clouds, and out of my head - that's what traveling can do.

Ruby Throated

I ended up brewing the sugar water and putting the feeder out after all. This morning he was out there. Too soon to tell if he's here with a mate or not. No sign of her. We looked at each other through the window for a good long time, with recognition, I'd like to think. Welcome back, old friend.

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I could feel my blood moving,

my head was clear and free of fog,

I was not drowsy or sad, and my 

stomach hurt a little from 

laughing.

It's not something you get over...

A few remarkable things I've yet to remark on

There was the brightness of the full moon a few nights back and the way it shone upon the white clouds. I wanted to look for someone who would appreciate it too, but I was alone and managed not to turn my head.

And a coyote trotting up the road in the path of my headlights. When it turned off the road, I stopped the car, rolled down the window and talked to it.  It's ears moved and it stood still, watching and listening.  I thought I saw playfulness.

First warm night last night, and I slept with the door open. A tree creaked in the breeze, and in the morning, birds.