rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

In

the afternoon when the soft breeze shook the new leaves, I saw a shadow cross the lawn, then another. I moved out from under the shade of the tree and looked up into the brightness, in time to see a pair of hawks gliding silently sunward. They passed from my sight behind the trees to the west, and the only flying things remaining were the dark butterflies and the single buzzing bumblebee.
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