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Thursday, February 3, 2011

January dribbles - 31

The bird-bath glinted in the sun, smooth glass-topped fun, awaiting passing birds. Above were cries of glee, or geese. And down below small squirrel hunted nuts’ forgotten holes. A tom-cat stirred. Bird fluttered down to bird-bath glinting glorious in the light then stayed, afraid, soul-trapped while cat strode watching, free.

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