In this season of reflection…in these days of autumn color.
We are.
I am.
It is.
Just yesterday - they were migrating north for their spring’s nesting.
Today - they’re flying south.
Looking back…looking forward.
Found.
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In this season of reflection…in these days of autumn color.
We are.
I am.
It is.
Just yesterday - they were migrating north for their spring’s nesting.
Today - they’re flying south.
Looking back…looking forward.
Found.