observations
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thursday sparrow i
an American Tree Sparrow forages through the snow early Thursday morning
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entrancing/understanding
if I go now, the snow will still be there. and if I stop here, I can stay longer.
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on omens
on collecting omens, rules of thumb for divination, and saying sooths / excerpts from my own omen walk
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before breath
the forest behind her is falling into purple shadow
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minor adjustments
gotta get at that spot, that’s the stuff
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cling
off-camera drama ensues
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swept
shadows and heat, every which way
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an introductory excerpt
a teensy introduction to the places that are special to me / little plans for the winter / a peek at the meadow
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a breath in
I inhale and consider, shifting eyes sharply, the morning unfolding the movements in my periphery