When you know just how fragile it all is.
One unexpected move.
One gasp of breath.
One bark of a dog from the distant shore.
And just like that - this magical moment.
It’s over.
Sixth Sense
Intuition…a 6th sense…a feeling.
Some mornings - I turn to find her spirit following.
Grateful for her courage.
Grateful for her presence.
Grateful to be sharing this one silent moment - the two of us - together.
Little Red Robin
Tap…tap…tapping on my window all day long.
This little guy was just begging for me to stop….to take notice….to listen.