my notebook
sun on the page
I filled last night
digging them up
cutting them back
living with plants
crows now and jays
the songbirds taking a break
surprised at having set the bin a-rocking,
the squirrel hops off
upside down, clinging to eaves
by your toes, bird,
great place for a bug?
past the hairs on my ankle
the ant makes good time
across my foot
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