Always - I ask the same questions.
How do they know?
How do they find the just one right water spot in a great river that is still mostly ice?
How do they know their path? Their journey? Their destination?
How do they know when to let go...and when it that just right time to return again?
How do they know how to find themselves...and one another?
How do they know - it's spring?
How do they know?
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Pssst....many new updates in my 'Conversations with my Father' personal project.