40-Word Years
Short Thoughts: Those who shape and those moments that did.
Monday, September 30, 2013
anecdote #280 - loon
she landed in mom's flowers, tipsy, stranded, stunned. her red eyes seemed too disoriented to say "help". soft feathers.
let her settle. we'll box her up, drive her to a lake.
(folks were correct—
loons need water
to fly from
.)
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