“I thought I made a mistake once but it turned out it was a creative moment.” — Scott Fleming
Have you ever approached your lover, intending a kiss good bye, then felt a warm breeze flow from their face to your own? Not speaking of breath here; rather an in-the-moment-hyper-awareness of the 98.6 degree F, 37 degree C, body temperature slowly flowing from loved one toward self. I did. This morning. Lovely.
Happens all the time.
Appreciating it does not.
Then spring arrived.
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difficult to hold
(click images for larger views) Yellow-rumped Warbler (probably Myrtle type)
Downy Woodpecker