Tuesday, February 12, 2013
44/365 trees, grey skies
Near day's end, the skies are grey as they have been most of the day. There are birds calling, individual and different calls, not a cacophony but single sounds, from chattering to several-note songs to single notes like a bell. It's peaceful, day drifting into evening. Time to slow down and rest before the busyness of the week accelerates tomorrow morning.