Remembering the King
When our cats practice hunting in the house, they know no size. They are every bit the ferocious hun...
Hummingbird
Do you believe in fairies?
Neither do I. But if I did, their earthly forms would be hummingbirds.
We have a hummingbird feeder on our back patio, under which I learned that cheeping sound is not an insect, it's the chirp of a hummingbird. Where I found that my hair must look like a flower or something, because they are always trying to land in it whether I'm wrenching on the weedeater, firing up the barbecue, or patching the dings in my surfboard.
Where I learned that the greatest pleasures in life come from the appreciation of the smallest things.
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