This way....and that. Their heads turned from right to left and back to center.
They followed one another's movements with a comforting familiarity. With ease.
The same eyes. The same ears. How they carried themselves.
How they found themselves perched and balanced there.
Only their coats were a different color. And their funny little beards.
A brother and a sister?
Yes - I thought. For sure. Who and what else might they be?
Spring has sprung. At last.
What a thrill it is to find these two old goats - like this - together here.
