Saturday, August 1, 2015

Fleeting Thoughts

Turkeys bobbing their heads in the side yard fill my head with thoughts of thanksgiving. It's a thankfulness for the privilege of living in a place shared with wild turkeys, and it's thoughts of the November holiday because, well you know.
And just like that the giant birds disappear into the shadows like ghosts. Such are the moments of life, fleeting thoughts wandering in shadow and light. Insight is elusive and wild.

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