I just did a quick loop around and back through the woods, it took about 20 minutes and I forgot to put my boots on, and it was cool and the light was fading quickly, and the last notes of the hermit thrushes rang though the forest around me, and I wasn't afraid, I felt confident and clear-minded and I regret it was too late to go on further.
Avesong, April 29,2009
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