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| Click image to enlarge; from Saskatchewan Birds. |
During the night I woke up and put the radio on and heard someone talking about using progressive (?) meditations to deal with health conditions.
Or that's what I think I heard.
While searching the CBC website to find it, this came across my path:
http://www.cbc.ca/radio/dnto/what-makes-you-happy-1.3402687/want-to-boost-your-mood-talk-to-a-stranger-1.3406575
Out here everyone talks to everyone, strangers or no.
Those crows are so clever, they fascinate me endlessly, learning from the seagulls and becoming shorebirds out here in the Wild East.
ReplyDeleteThe poem is lovely and evocative of the era.
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I didn't know crows did that!
DeleteThat's the way it is in these small towns. Everyone knows everyone. It's like one big family.
ReplyDeleteAnd even when you've never seen someone before, you talk to them.
DeleteI'm a great admirer of crows. No ravens here. I love to shout good morning as they all go off to work and good evening when they all come back.
ReplyDeleteI love that picture!
DeleteWe didn't have ravens here in the 1970s when I was a teenager; they've come down from the north, along with the moose.